Doctor.—I have some.
Anton.—We are going to give that money to build a school.
Doctor.—Here is the key of my desk—you will find some ready money there, and some checks.
Anton.—Very well, but I must rest a moment. In the mean while what is the news here? You are not looking well. Your eyes have sunken. Upon my word, I was not so much in love with my wife. Speak—I will rest in the mean while—but speak frankly.
Doctor.—I will be frank with you.
Anton.—What more?
Doctor.—That marriage will be broken off.
Anton.—Why.
Doctor.—Because there are times when these people do not succeed in anything.
Anton.—To the garret with those peacocks. And what about that cannibal Pretwic?