JACKPUD.
Unfortunately, only Germany. My countrymen became so wise about a certain time that they finally forbade all jokes on pain of punishment; wherever I was seen, I was called by unbearable nicknames, such as: Absurd, indecent, bizarre—whoever laughed at me was persecuted like myself, and so I was compelled to go into exile.
HINZE.
Poor man!
JACKPUD.
There are strange trades in the world, Sir Hunter; cooks live by eating, tailors by vanity, I, by the laughter of human beings; if they cease to laugh I must starve.
[Murmuring in the pit: A Jackpudding! A Jackpudding!]
HINZE.
I do not eat that vegetable.