TRAGEDIAN. [Dropping his end of the trunk and advancing with a bellicose attitude toward the Villain.] And I shall be the first to let your blood, you scoundrel.
VILLAIN. If that's the case I have nothing to say to you. Those who wish, come along.
COMEDIAN. [Getting in his way.] No, you shall not go until you give up the dollar.
VILLAIN. Ha-ha. It is to laugh!
COMEDIAN. The dollar, please, or——
VILLAIN. He-he-he!
Comedian. Then let there be blood. [Turns up his sleeves.
TRAGEDIAN. [Taking off his coat.] Ah! Blood, blood!
"Old Man." [Dropping his end of the trunk.] I'm not going to keep out of a fight.
WOMEN. [Dropping his satchels.] Nor we. Nor we.