LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Takes up his work again.) What ever drove the fellow to this test!

SCHWARZ.

LULU. I'd like it better, too, if he had stayed here.

LULU.

SCHWARZ. We are truly the martyrs of our calling!

SCHWARZ.

LULU. I didn't wish to cause you pain.

LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Hesitating, to Lulu.) If you—the left trowser-leg—a little higher—

SCHWARZ.

LULU. Here?

LULU.

SCHWARZ. (Steps to the platform.) Permit me....

SCHWARZ.

LULU. What do you want?

LULU.

SCHWARZ. I'll show you.

SCHWARZ.

LULU. You mustn't.

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