Oh, I thought that they were--an entirely different sort of people.
Strübel.
My dear young lady, all people are "an entirely different sort." Of course we two aren't. We get along real well together, don't we? As poor as church mice, both of us!
The Princess (smiling reflectively).
Who knows? Perhaps that's true.
Strübel (kindly).
Do you know what? If you want to stay down there--I'll tell you how one can live cheaply. I have a friend, a student like myself. He's here to mend up as you are. I feed him up at the house where I'm staying. (Frightened at a peculiar look of The Princess's.) Oh, but you mustn't be-- No, I shouldn't have said it. It wasn't decent of me. Only, let me tell you, I'm so glad to be able to help the poor fellow out of my unexpected earnings, that I'd like to be shouting it from the housetops all the time! Of course, you understand that, don't you?
The Princess.
You like to help people, then?
Strübel.