Correspondent. I can’t hear you. Are you married? Yes?
Tourist. He said he was a bachelor.
Second Tourist. No, he didn’t. Of course, he’s married.
Correspondent (carelessly). You think so? All right. We’ll put down, married. How many children have you? Can’t hear! It seems to me he said three. Hm! Anyway, we’ll put down five.
Tourist. Oh, my, what a tragedy. Five children! Imagine!
Military Woman. He is lying.
Correspondent (shouting). How did you get into this position? What? I can’t hear? Louder! Repeat. What did you say? (Perplexed, to the crowd.) What did he say? The fellow has a devilishly weak voice.
First Tourist. It seems to me he said that he lost his way.
Second Tourist. No, he doesn’t know himself how he got there.
Voices. He was out hunting.—He was climbing up the rocks.—No, no! He is simply a lunatic!