Schmidt. Hey? Vot?
Jack. You'll have to have me arrested.
Schmidt. Vot you mean?
Jack. I mean—I've eaten a meal and I haven't any money to pay for it.
Schmidt. No money!
Jack. Not a cent.
Schmidt. Aber—vy—how you dare?
Jack. I was starving. I have walked the streets for two days begging for work, and I can't find any. I am wet, chilled to the bone, exhausted. Look at me——
Schmidt (in excitement). Vot I got to do mit your looks?
Jack. I had to have something to eat.