SERVANT. That's all.

KHLESTAKOV. Nonsense! I won't take it. What
does he mean by that? Ask him. It's not enough.

SERVANT. The landlord says it's too much.

KHLESTAKOV. Why is there no sauce?

SERVANT. There is none.

KHLESTAKOV. Why not? I saw them preparing a
whole lot when I passed through the kitchen. And in the
dining-room this morning two short little men were eating
salmon and lots of other things.

SERVANT. Well, you see, there is some and there
isn't.

KHLESTAKOV. Why "isn't"?

SERVANT. Because there isn't any.

KHLESTAKOV. What, no salmon, no fish, no cutlets?

SERVANT. Only for the better kind of folk.

KHLESTAKOV. You're a fool.

SERVANT. Yes, sir.