(They depart, fiercely gesticulating. The café grows more lively. The sound of clinking beer glasses and the clatter of steins is heard, and the beginning of a loud German song. The bartender, who has forgotten himself while talking to somebody, starts suddenly and runs off, looks up to the sky with a hopeless air and wipes the perspiration from his face with his napkin. Angry calls of Waiter! Waiter!)
Unknown Man (rather loudly). Can you let me have some soda water?
(The waiter is startled, looks at the sky, glances at the man on the rock, and pretending not to have heard him, walks away.)
Many Voices. Waiter! Beer!
Waiter. One moment, one moment!
(Two drunken men come out from the café.)
Lady. Ah, there is my husband. Come here quick.
Military Woman. A downright brute.
Drunken Man (waving his hand to the unknown man). Say, is it very bad up there? Hey?
Unknown Man (rather loudly). Yes, it’s bad. I am sick and tired of it.