SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. (Winking.) Pretty fine?

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. If all that's genuine.

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. Have something sweet?

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. What?

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. (Getting up.) Elixir de Spaa.

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. That doesn't help me—Does he drink?

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. (Taking a decanter and glasses from a cupboard near the fireplace.) Not yet. (Coming down stage.) The cordial has such various effects!

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. He comes to blows?

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. He goes to sleep. (She fills the two glasses.)

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. When he's drunk, you can see right into his insides.

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