Life. You must call me master.
Second Girl. No. That I will not do.
Life [leering at her]. Call me master. Then I shall be kind to you.
Second Girl. No. I can not.
Life [picks up his whip from the path, toying with the whip but laughing at her]. Then I shall be kind.
Second Girl. Master—
Life. It has a good sound.
Second Girl. You will give me—
Life. Greedy one! Be grateful that I do not punish you.
Second Girl. You would not strike me?