Hansen. He's a lucky man.
Johnston [with a sigh]. Ah yes, when you have your family—
Buffe [showing the stockings]. Helms got some wonderful birthday presents, Bolling.
Bolling [feeling them]. Good wool.
Hansen [suddenly]. What is Krakau doing over there?
Helms [angrily]. Yes, why don't you stop skulking over there like a homeless dog.
Buffe [to Hammer]. They have quarreled.
Hammer. I guess so. [To Hansen.] Have they had a fight?
Hansen. I don't know.
Johnston. That's right, be sociable, Krakau.