CHIEF. That drink is good, very good! If they take to lying like that, they'll all be ours. Very good; I'm satisfied! LABOURER. Wait a bit. When they've finished a second bottle it will be better still! WIFE [serves] Do have another glass. FIRST ELDER. Won't it be too much? Your health! [Drinks] It's pleasant to drink in the company of a good man. SECOND ELDER. How can one help drinking? Health to the host and hostess! THIRD ELDER. Friends, your health! FOURTH ELDER. This is a brew of the right sort! Let's be merry! We'll arrange things for you. 'Cos it all depends on me! FIRST ELDER. On you? No, not on you, but on what your seniors say. FOURTH ELDER. My seniors are greater fools. Go where you came from! SECOND ELDER. What are you up to now? You fool! THIRD ELDER. It's true what he's saying! 'Cos why? The host is not entertaining us for nothing. He means business. The business can be arranged. Only you must stand treat! Show us due respect. 'Cos it's you as wants me, and not I you! You're own brother to the pig! PEASANT. And you're itself! What are you yelling for? Think to surprise me? You are all good at stuffing yourselves! FIRST ELDER. What are you giving yourself airs for? See if I don't twist your nose to one side! PEASANT. We'll see whose nose will get twisted! SECOND ELDER. Think yourself such a marvel? Go to the Devil! I won't speak to you--I'll go away! PEASANT [holds him] What, will you break up the company? SECOND ELDER. Let me go, or I'll call for help! PEASANT. I won't! What right have you to ...? SECOND ELDER. This right! [Beats him]. PEASANT [to the other Elders] Help me! They fall on one another, and all speak at once. FIRST ELDER. That's why. 'Cos it means we're all having a spree-ee! SECOND ELDER. I can arrange everything! THIRD ELDER. Let's have some more! PEASANT [to Wife] Bring another bottle! All sit round the table again and drink. LABOURER [to Chief] Have you noticed? The wolf's blood in them was aroused, and they've turned as fierce as wolves. CHIEF. The drink is good! I'm satisfied! LABOURER. Wait a bit. Let them empty a third bottle. Things will be better still! Curtain. ACT VI The scene represents a village street. To the right some old women are sitting on logs of wood with the Grandfather. In the centre, is a ring of women, girls, and lads. Dance music is played and they dance. Noise is heard from the hut, and drunken screams. An old man comes out and shouts in a tipsy voice. The Peasant follows him and leads him back.