Oscar—Oh, but I have!
Juhasz—Yes, I know. You can't pay me.
Oscar—Not at present. Unfortunately!. . . In the second place, I owe Philip three kronen . . . [fumbles in his pocket] that I want to pay him. . . . In the third place, knowing what a kind heart you have
Juhasz—[Impatiently.] Say what you have to say, and make it short. I am busy.
Oscar—[With an ironic glance around the empty shop.] One would never think it.
Juhasz—Well, if it interests you, business is fine. I've done more in the past two weeks than I used to do in two months. Yes!
Oscar—Really? Really? I am very glad to hear it.
Juhasz—[Impatiently.] Well? Say what you have to say, and get it over with.
Oscar—Why, er . . . to be brief . . . I want a job.
Juhasz—Where?
Oscar—Here.
Juhasz—With me? You want a job here?
Oscar—Yes.
Juhasz—[Almost speechless with astonishment.] Well!. . . My dear man. . . . [He comes around to the front of the counter, trying vainly to find words to express his feelings.]
Oscar—If you knew how poor we are
