Tall Tourist [excitedly]. Gentlemen, did you hear? He again asked to be saved. Policemen, did you hear?
One of the Curious [timidly]. It is my opinion that it is absolutely necessary to save him.
Tall Tourist. That's right. Exactly. Why, that's what I have been saying for the last two hours. Policemen, do you hear? It is scandalous.
One of the Curious [a little bolder]. It is my opinion that an appeal should be made to the highest authority.
The Rest [in chorus]. Yes, yes, a complaint should be made. It is scandalous. The government ought not to leave any of its citizens in danger. We all pay taxes. He must be saved.
Tall Tourist. Didn't I say so? Of course we must put up a complaint. Young man! Listen, young man. Do you pay taxes? What? I can't hear.
Tourist. Jimmie, Katie, listen! What a tragedy! Ah, the poor young man! He is soon to fall and they ask him to pay a domiciliary tax.
Kate [the girl with glasses, pedantically]. That can hardly be called a domicile, father. The meaning of domicile is—
James [pinching her]. Lickspittle.
Mary [wearily]. Papa, children, look! He's again beginning to fall.