TALL TOURIST [_with heat_]. We are not heathens, we are Christians. We
should love our neighbors. When a man asks to be saved every measure
which the government has at its command should be taken to save him.
Policemen, have you taken every measure?
POLICEMAN. Every one!
TALL TOURIST. Every one without exception? Gentleman, every measure has
been taken. Listen, young man, every measure has been taken to save you.
Did you hear?
UNKNOWN MAN [_in a scarcely audible voice_]. Save me!
TALL TOURIST [_excitedly_]. Gentlemen, did you hear? He again asked to
be saved. Policemen, did you hear?
ONE OF THE CURIOUS [_timidly_]. It is my opinion that it is absolutely
necessary to save him.
TALL TOURIST. That's right. Exactly. Why, that's what I have been saying
for the last two hours. Policemen, do you hear? It is scandalous.
ONE OF THE CURIOUS [_a little bolder_]. It is my opinion that an appeal
should be made to the highest authority.
THE REST [_in chorus_]. Yes, yes, a complaint should be made. It is
scandalous. The government ought not to leave any of its citizens in
danger. We all pay taxes. He must be saved.
TALL TOURIST. Didn't I say so? Of course we must put up a complaint.
Young man! Listen, young man. Do you pay taxes? What? I can't hear.
TOURIST. Jimmie, Katie, listen! What a tragedy! Ah, the poor young man!
He is soon to fall and they ask him to pay a domiciliary tax.
KATE [_the girl with glasses, pedantically_]. That can hardly be called
a domicile, father. The meaning of domicile is--
JAMES [_pinching her_]. Lickspittle.
MARY [_wearily_]. Papa, children, look! He's again beginning to fall.
[_There is excitement in the crowd, and again a bustling and
shouting among the photographers._]
TALL TOURIST. We must hurry, ladies and gentlemen. He must be saved at
any cost. Who's going with me?
THE CURIOUS [_in chorus_]. We are all going! We are all going?
TALL TOURIST. Policemen, did you hear? Come, ladies and gentlemen!
[_They depart, fiercely gesticulating. The café grows more lively.
The sound of clinking beer glasses and the clatter of steins is
heard, and the beginning of a loud German song. The bartender, who
has forgotten himself while talking to somebody, starts suddenly
and runs off, looks up to the sky with a hopeless air and wipes
the perspiration from his face with his napkin. Angry calls of
Waiter! Waiter!_]
UNKNOWN MAN [_rather loudly_]. Can you let me have some soda water?
[_The waiter is startled, looks at the sky, glances at the man on
the rock, and pretending not to have heard him, walks away._]
MANY VOICES. Waiter! Beer!
WAITER. One moment, one moment!
[_Two drunken men come out from the café._]
LADY. Ah, there is my husband. Come here quick.
MILITARY WOMAN. A downright brute.
DRUNKEN MAN [_waving his hand to the unknown man_]. Say, is it very bad
up there? Hey?
UNKNOWN MAN [_rather loudly_]. Yes, it's bad. I am sick and tired of it.
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