Marietje.
Hahaha! That’s the French of a dead codfish!
Jo.
Hahaha!
Mees.
Laugh all you please! I’ve laid in a French port—and say, it was first rate! When I said pain they gave me bread—and when I said “open the port,” they opened the door. Great!
Geert.
All Gammon! Begin again, Jelle. Why the devil! Let’s use the Dutch words we’ve got for it.
[Jelle begins again. Geert roars.]
“Arise men, brothers, all united!