Child. I can't see.
Townswoman. My little heart of gold [to her husband]. Why don't you lift him up? Don't you hear that the child can't see? [Townsman takes the child on his shoulder.]
Young Man [coming back to table]. These people are utterly heartless. It is revolting.
American [loudly]. I'll bet twenty dollars he drowns. Who'll take the bet? Twenty dollars.
Young Man. Are you a man or a beast?
American. Young man, better shut your mouth. [Fills his glass.]
Young Man. Does no one hear know the meaning of Altruism?
Artist. Altruism! Ha, ha! [Laughs scornfully.] Love of one's neighbor. God preserve mankind from Altruism!
Cocotte. What do you mean? You are not in earnest?
Artist. In dead earnest. [Some one in the crowd brings a boat hook and reaches down into the river.]