OSSEP. Sit down, dear aunt. Tell me, rather, whether a wagon can be moved when one ox pulls to the right and the other to the left.
CHACHO. It will not stir from its place any more than I will now. [
Sits down with legs planted firmly
.] What can move me away from here?
OSSEP. Now, is it not true? One must help the other, for one alone cannot accomplish much, be he ever so strong and ready to work.
SALOME. Oh, yes! and you are the one ready to work and I am the lazy one, I suppose.
OSSEP. For heaven's sake, do not fly into a passion like that!
CHACHO [
to Salome
]. That was nothing more than a figure of speech. Who is accusing you of laziness?