Ficsur
Because if you lose you won't be able to pay. Double would be nine thousand six hundred. And you've only got eight thousand altogether.
Liliom
[Greatly excited.] That—that—I call that—a dirty trick! Ficsur Three thousand, two hundred. That's all you can put up. Liliom [Eagerly.] All right, then—three thousand, two hundred. [Ficsur deals him a card.] Enough. Ficsur I've got an ace myself. Now we'll have to take our time and squeeze 'em. [Liliom pushes closer to him as he takes up his cards and slowly, intently unfolds them.] Twenty-one. [He quickly puts the cards in his pocket. There is a pause.] Liliom Now—now—I'll tell you now—you're a crook, a low-down[Now Linzman enters at Right. He is a strong, robust, red-bearded Jew about 40 years of age. At his side he carries a leather bag slung by a strap from his shoulder. Ficsur coughs warn-*
