_Belle_. At ten o'clock, sir.

_Jack_. What, in the morning?

_Belle_. Yes.

_Jack_. Fourteen hours! And you have to stand up?

_Belle_. Of course.

_Jack_. The whole time?

_Belle_. Oh, no! I have time for two meals.

_Jack_. And that's all?

_Belle_. It's the same everywhere, sir. They don't like you to sit
down. It wouldn't look right. (_Seeing Schmidt entering Left_). Will
you have some dessert, sir?

_Jack_. No, not yet. (_He finishes food, then turns to Schmidt,
hesitatingly_.) See here, my friend.

_Belle_ (_in terror_). No, no!

_Jack_ (_waving her aside_). I'm sorry, my friend, but I'm afraid
you'll have to have me arrested.

_Schmidt_. Hey? Vot?