KHLESTAKOV. The devil knows, but it isn't roast beef. It's roast iron, not roast beef. Eats.] Scoundrels Crooks The stuff they give you to eat It makes your jaws ache to chew one piece of it. Picks his teeth with his fingers.] Villains It's as tough as the bark of a tree. I can't pull it out no matter how hard I try. Such meat is enough to ruin one's teeth. Crooks Wipes his mouth with the napkin.] Is there nothing else?