[The carriage drives off quickly.]
SERVANT.
None but the hangman could come up so quickly—now I have the pleasure of running behind on foot, and besides I'm just as wet as a cat.
LEUTNER.
How many more times, pray, will the carriage appear?
WIESENER.
Neighbor! Why, you are asleep!
NEIGHBOR.
Not at all—a fine play.
Palace of the Bugbear