Ow! Ow! (He resists, growls, clutches JACKPUDDING.)
JACKPUD.
Oh! Hunter! Are you possessed of the devil? (He rises and goes to the king weeping.) Your majesty, the hunter is a perfidious man; just look at the remembrance of his five fingers he has left on me.
KING (eating).
Strange! Now sit down again; wear gloves in the future when you give him your hand.
JACKPUD.
One must guard against you.
HINZE.
Why did you take such a hold on me? The deuce take your pretended honesty!