MATE—If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. I’m a liar, I am. Everybody
says so.
JUHASZ—Don’t be so pig-headed! Did you ... perhaps ... need the money for
something urgent?... You haven’t a family, have you?
MATE—I have a crippled father.
JUHASZ—There! I knew there was something. Why didn’t you say so? Have you
no faith in me? [_Fingers MATE’S cravat._] What did they ask you for this
necktie?
MATE—Four kronen.
JUHASZ—Why, it only sells for three!
MATE—I only paid two.... There are so many wicked people in the world,
Mr. Juhasz. I’d have been a different man if I’d ’a been treated right
... but I wasn’t.... Everybody around here was always down on me.... And
now they’ve got me where they want me....
JUHASZ—[_With heat._] Have they? Not yet. Make no mistake about that.
[_Pumping up his determination._] So you have a crippled father?
MATE—Yes, my poor father!
JUHASZ—It seems to me I heard you were an orphan.
MATE—They say all kinds of things about me around here. My father lives
in Szentes. If you can call it living. [_Working himself up into a
passion._] If you must know, I sent the two hundred kronen to him.
JUHASZ—[_Eagerly._] Can you prove that?
MATE—Certainly.
JUHASZ—How?