DAVID [Overwhelmed, ecstatic, yet wincing a little at the slap on his wound.]
Be one of your first——
[Remembering]
Oh, but it is impossible.
VERA [Alarmed]
Mr. Quixano! You must not refuse.
DAVID
But does Herr Pappelmeister know about the wound in my shoulder?
PAPPELMEISTER [Agitated]
You haf been vounded?