Juhasz—Never mind that now.
Mate—I bought a necktie there. [Shows his cravat.] Maybe you recognize it. The people all sent their regards.
Juhasz—Never mind that now, please. . . . [Fingers the cravat.] Thanks, but we have something else to discuss just now.
Mate—[Genially.] They told me business was fine. . . . And they are all expecting you back soon.
Juhasz—Now, Mate, please don't keep interrupting. I've something very serious[Flourishes the letter.] You have caused me a great deal of trouble, Mate.
Mate—[Smoothly.] Oh, don't say that, boss! I'd rather be dead than cause you any trouble.
Juhasz—[Distressed.] Now don't talk like that
Mate—But, if
Juhasz—[With determination.] Be still now. And let me talk.
Mate—[With an injured expression.] All right.
Juhasz—[Relenting.] Or . . . what were you going to say?
Mate—[Aggrieved.] Oh, nothing.
Juhasz—I didn't mean to be rude. I am a bit excited, you see. [Flourishes the letter.] This letter was just handed to me. [Looks at it.] You took . . . two hundred kronen . . . from Baron Gold-
