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Güe. Ha! hard cheeses; those big ones. Ho, boys! have we those hard cheeses which we brought along as extras?
Don For. No, little papa, my little brother, Don Ambrosio, ate them up.
Don Am. What hard cheeses do you pretend to have, Güegüence, you old humbug?
Güe. Why not, you bad breed, since you ate them up? Friend Captain Chief Alguacil, we are just now out of hard cheeses, because I have a boy here who is such a hog that he leaves me nothing.
Alg. Perhaps I don't care for hard cheeses, Güegüence.
Güe. Well, what then, Captain Chief Alguacil?
Alg. I want toll of gold and silver, Güegüence.
Güe. Ha! toll. Ho, boys! do you know how to toll?
Don For. Yes, little papa.