“I gif you full powers.”
“Well. Let me see. Now, to begin with,” said Gaudissart, Napoleon of the boulevard theatres, “to begin with, here are a hundred crowns—” (he took fifteen louis from his purse and handed them to Schmucke).
“That is yours, on account of six months’ salary. If you leave the theatre, you can repay me the money. Now for your budget. What are your yearly expenses? How much do you want to be comfortable? Come, now, scheme out a life for a Sardanapalus—”
“I only need two suits of clothes, von for der vinter, von for der sommer.”
“Three hundred francs,” said Gaudissart.
“Shoes. Vour bairs.”
“Sixty francs.”
“Shtockings—”
“A dozen pairs—thirty-six francs.”
“Half a tozzen shirts.”