COMEDIAN. It's an outrage how far people move their towns away from us.
VILLAIN. We won't strike a town until the day after to-morrow.
COMEDIAN. Hurrah! That's luck for you! There's yet a day-after-to-morrow for us.
VILLAIN. And the old women are still far behind us. Crawling!
"Old Man." They want the vote and they can't even walk.
COMEDIAN. We won't give them votes, that's settled. Down with votes for women!
VILLAIN. It seems the devil himself can't take you! Neither your tongue nor your feet ever get tired. You get on my nerves. Sit down and shut up for a moment.
COMEDIAN. Me? Ha—ha! I'm going back there to the lady of my heart. I'll meet her and fetch her hither in my arms.
[He spits on his hands, turns up his sleeves, and strides rapidly off toward the left.