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I'm not the person you seem to think me.-
You look at my fingers? What see you in them?

PEER

A nail-system somewhat extremely developed.

THE LEAN ONE

And now? You are casting a glance at my feet?

PEER [pointing].

That's a natural hoof?

THE LEAN ONE

So I flatter myself.

PEER [raises his hat].

I'd have taken my oath you were simply a parson;
and I find I've the honour-. Well, best is best;-
when the hall door stands wide,-shun the kitchen way;
when the king's to be met with,-avoid the lackey.

THE LEAN ONE

Your hand! You appear to be free from prejudice.
Say on then, my - friend; in what way can I serve you?
Now you mustn't ask me for wealth or power;
I couldn't supply them although I should hang for it.
You can't think how slack the whole business is;-
transactions have dwindled most pitiably.
Nothing doing in souls; only now and again
a stray one-