Schmidt. Well, tell the old woman that I will give her the money in the morning.
Teddy. You will pay me four dollars now.
Schmidt. No, not till the morning.
Teddy. I say now.
Schmidt. No.
Teddy. Oh! no, is it? I’ll soon show you all about paying that money. (exit, and returns with a broomstick, belaboring Schmidt all over head and body, says) Pay me that money, will you?
Schmidt (springing up from the bed, says). Oh, yaw, yaw! I’ll give you the four dollars; yaw, yaw, me no stand the clubbing.
Teddy. Thank you, sar. I’ll call you at six in the morning.
Schmidt. Got away with yaw six and clubbing. [Exit.
Enter Clown.