The rats are gone, even to the nethermost tail:
And I've fulfilled my bargain. Is it granted?

[Murmurs, then cheers of "Ay, Ay, PIPER!" from the crowd.

Thank 'ee.--My thousand guilders, an you please.

JACOBUS
One thou--Come, come! This was no sober bargain.--
No man in reason could--

PIPER
One thousand guilders.

KURT
One thousand rogueries!

JACOBUS
[to PIPER]
You jest too far.

AXEL
Lucky, if he get aught!--Two hundred traps,
And nine, and thirty! By Saint Willibald,
When was I paid?

AXEL'S WIFE
Say, now!

PIPER