LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. Better than with the old dancing-bear?

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. (Sadly.) I don't dance any more.

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. For him it was time, too.

SCHIGOLCH.

[Page 40] LULU. Now I am— (Stops.)

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LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. Speak how it is with you, child! I believed in you when there was no more to be seen in you than your two big eyes. What are you now?

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. A beast....

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. That you—! And what kind of a beast? A fine beast! An elegant beast! A glorified beast! Then I'll let them bury me. We're through with prejudices—even with the one against the corpse-washer.

SCHIGOLCH.

LULU. You needn't be afraid that you will be washed once more.

LULU.

SCHIGOLCH. Doesn't matter, either. One gets dirty again.

SCHIGOLCH.

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