Belle. Are you really as bad off as you said?
Jack. I am clean down and out.
Schmidt (rushes back). All right! Now I got a police! I show you! You come und rob a man! I show you!
Policeman (enters Center; a big red-faced Irishman). An' phat's this, now?
Schmidt. Policeman, you arrest him und you take him to jail. He comes by my place und he eats my food und den he tells me he don't pay me.
Policeman (to Jack). Phat's the matter wid yez?
Jack. Officer, I had to have something to eat—I was starving. I have walked the streets for two days, begging for a job, and I've not been able to earn a penny. I was desperate.
Policeman (grasping Jack). Where do yez live, young divvil?
Jack. I've come from—a long way off. And I've been unfortunate—lost my money. I've tried my best. I'm willing to work——
Policeman. Why didn't yez ask him for work?