LULU. (Shoving a chair round for him.) How can you beg from him, too? LULU. SCHIGOLCH. That's why I've dragged my seventy-seven summers just here. You told me he kept at his painting in the mornings. SCHIGOLCH. LULU. He hadn't got quite awake yet. How much do you need? LULU. [Page 37] SCHIGOLCH. Two hundred, if you have that much handy. Personally, I'd like three hundred. Some of my clients have evaporated. [Page 37] SCHIGOLCH. LULU. (Goes to the writing-table and rummages in the drawer.) Whew, I'm tired! LULU. SCHIGOLCH. (Looking round him.) That's just what brought me, too. I've been wanting a long time to see how things were looking now with you. SCHIGOLCH. LULU. Well? LULU. SCHIGOLCH. It just sweeps over you. (Looking up.) Like with me fifty years ago. Instead of the loafing chairs we still had rusty old sabres then. Devil, but you've brought it pretty far! (Scuffing.) Carpets.... SCHIGOLCH. LULU. (Giving him two bills.) I like best to walk on them bare-footed. LULU. SCHIGOLCH. (Scanning Lulu's portrait.) Is that you?
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