ALVA. And what blessed hours of mutual joy in creation they had lived thru with each other! SCHIGOLCH. They can do that now, for the first time rightly.--We must hide again. ALVA. I stay here. SCHIGOLCH. Just what do you pity them for?--Who spends his money has his good reasons for it! ALVA. I have no longer the moral courage to let my comfort be disturbed for a miserable sum of money! (_He wraps himself up in his plaid._) SCHIGOLCH. Noblesse oblige! A respectable man does what he owes his position. (_He hides, left. Lulu opens the door, saying "Come right in, dearie," and there enters Prince Kungu Poti, heir-apparent of Uahubee, in a light suit, white spats, tan button-boots, and a gray tall hat. His speech, interrupted with frequent hiccoughs, abounds with the peculiar African hiss-sounds._) KUNGU POTI. God damn--it's dark on the stairs! LULU. It's lighter here, sweetheart. (_Pulling him forward by the hand._) Come on! KUNGU POTI. But it's cold here, awful cold! LULU. Have some brandy? KUNGU POTI. Brandy? You bet--always! Brandy's good! LULU. (_Giving him the bottle._) I don't know where there's a glass. KUNGU POTI. Doesn't matter. (_Drinks._) Brandy! Lots of it! LULU. You're a nice-looking young man. KUNGU POTI. My father's the emperor of Uahubee. I've got six wives here, two Spanish, two English, two French. Well--I don't like my wives. Always I must take a bath, take a bath, take a bath.... LULU. How much will you give me? KUNGU POTI. Gold! Trust me, you shall have gold! One gold-piece. I always give gold-pieces. LULU. You can give it to me later, but show it to me. KUNGU POTI. I never pay beforehand. LULU. But you can show it to me, thoh! KUNGU POTI. Don't understand, don't understand! Come, Ragapsishimulara! (_Seizing Lulu round the waist._) Come on! LULU. (_Defending herself with all her strength._) Let me be! Let me be! (_Alva, who has risen painfully from his couch, sneaks up to Kungu Poti from behind and pulls him back by the collar._) KUNGU POTI. (_Whirling round._) Oh! Oh! This is a murder-hole! Come, my friend, I'll put you to sleep! (_Strikes him over the head with a loaded cane. Alva groans and falls in a heap._) Here's a sleeping-draught! Here's opium for you! Sweet dreams to you! Sweet dreams! (_Then he gives Lulu a kiss; pointing to Alva._) He dreams of you, Ragapsishimulara! Sweet dreams! (_Rushing to the door._) Here's the door!! (_Exit._) LULU. But I'll not stay here?!--Who can stand it here now!--Rather down onto the street! (_Exit. Schigolch comes out._)