MRS. WOLFF
Nothin' less'n eighteen'll do. Not under eighteen--that's what Julius
said. I wouldn't dare show up with sixteen. No, sir. When that man takes
somethin' like that into his head! [_JULIUS comes in._] Well, Julius, you
said eighteen shillin's, didn't you?
JULIUS
What's that I said?
MRS. WOLFF
Are you hard o' hearin' again for a change? You said yourself: not under
eighteen. You told me not to sell the stag for less.
JULIUS
I said?... Oh, yes, that there piece o' venison! That's right. H-m. An'
that ain't a bit too much; either.
WULKOW
[_Taking' out money and counting it._] We'll make an end o' this.
Seventeen shillin's. Is it a bargain?
MRS. WOLFF
You're a great feller, you are! That's what I said exactly: he don't
hardly have to come in the door but a person is taken in!
WULKOW
[_Has unrolled a sack which had been hidden about his person._] Now help
me shoot it right in here. [_MRS. WOLFF helps him place the venison in
the sack._] An' if by some chanst you should come to hear o' somethin'
like that--what I means is, just f'r instance--a--fur coat like that, f'r
instance. Say, sixty or seventy crowns. I could raise that, an' I
wouldn't mind investin' it.
MRS. WOLFF
I guess you ain't right in your head...! How should _we_ come by a coat
like that?
A MAN'S VOICE
[_Calls from without._] Mrs. Wolff! Oh, Mrs. Wolff! Are you still up?
MRS. WOLFF
[_Sharing the consternation of the others, rapidly, tensely._] Slip it
in! Slip it in! And get in the other room!
[_She crowds them all into the rear room and locks the door._
A MAN'S VOICE
Mrs. Wolff! Oh, Mrs. Wolff! Have you gone to bed?
_MRS. WOLFF extinguishes the light._
A MAN'S VOICE
Mrs. Wolff! Mrs. Wolff! Are you still up? [_The voice recedes singing:_]
"Morningre-ed, morningre-ed,
Thou wilt shine when I am dea-ead!"
LEONTINE
Aw, that's only old "Morningred," mama!
MRS. WOLFF
[_Listens for a while, opens the door softly and listens again. When she
is satisfied she closes the door and lights the candle. Thereupon she
admits the others again._] 'Twas only the constable Mitteldorf.
WULKOW
The devil, you say. That's nice acquaintances for you to have.
MRS. WOLFF
Go on about your way now! Hurry!
ADELAIDE
Mama, Mino has been barkin'.
MRS. WOLFF
Hurry, hurry, Wulkow! Get out now! An' the back way through the vegetable
garden! Julius will open for you. Go on, Julius, an' open the gate.
WULKOW
An's I said, if somethin' like such a beaver coat _was_ to turn up, why--
MRS. WOLFF
Sure. Just make haste now.
WULKOW
If the Spree don't freeze over, I'll be gettin' back in, say, three or
four days from Berlin. An' I'll be lyin' with my boat down there.
MRS. WOLFF
By the big bridge?
WULKOW
Where I always lies. Well, Julius, toddle ahead!
[_Exit._
ADELAIDE
Mama, Mino has been barkin' again.
MRS. WOLFF
[_At the oven._] Oh, let him bark!
[_A long-drawn call is heard in the distance._ "Ferry over!"]
ADELAIDE
Somebody wants to get across the river, mama!
MRS. WOLFF
Well, go'n tell papa. He's down there by the river.--["Ferry over!"] An'
take him his oars. But he ought to let Wulkow get a bit of a start first.
_ADELAIDE goes out with the oars. For a little while MRS. WOLFF is
alone. She marks energetically. Then ADELAIDE returns._
ADELAIDE
Papa's got his oars down in the boat.
MRS. WOLFF
Who wants to get across the river this time o' night?
ADELAIDE
I believe, mama, it's that stoopid Motes!
MRS. WOLFF
What? Who is't you say?
ADELAIDE
I think the voice was Motes's voice.
MRS. WOLFF
[_Vehemently._] Go down! Ran! Tell papa to come up! That fool Motes can
stay on the other side. He don't need to come sniffin' around in the
house here.
_ADELAIDE exits. MRS. WOLFF hides and clears away everything that
could in any degree suggest the episode of the stag. She covers the
sauce-pan with an apron. ADELAIDE comes back._
ADELAIDE
Mama, I got down there too late. I hear 'em talkin' a'ready.
MRS. WOLFF
Well, who is it then?
ADELAIDE
I've been tellin' you: Motes.
_MR. and MRS. MOTES appear in turn in the doorway. Both are of medium
height. She is an alert young woman of about thirty, modestly and
neatly dressed. He wears a green forester's overcoat; his face is
healthy but insignificant; his left eye is concealed by a black
bandage._
MRS. MOTES
[_Calls in._] We nearly got our noses frozen, Mrs. Wolff.
MRS. WOLFF
Why do you go walkin' at night. You got time enough when it's bright day.
MOTES
It's nice and warm here.--Who's that who has time by day?
MRS. WOLFF
Why, you!
MOTES
I suppose you think I live on my fortune.
MRS. WOLFF
I don't know; I ain't sayin' what you live on.
MRS. MOTES
Heavens, you needn't be so cross. We simply wanted to ask about our bill.
MRS. WOLFF
You've asked about that a good deal more'n once.
MRS. MOTES
Very well. So we're asking again. Anything wrong with that? We have to
pay sometime, you know?
MRS. WOLFF
[_Astonished._] You wants to pay?
MRS. MOTES
Of course, we do. Naturally.
MOTES
You act as if you were quite overwhelmed. Did you think we'd run off
without paying?
MRS. WOLFF
I ain't given to thinkin' such things. If you want to be so good then.
Here, we can arrange right now. The amount is eleven shillin's, six
pence.
MRS. MOTES
Oh, yes. Mrs. Wolff. We're going to get money. The people around here
will open their eyes wide.
MOTES
There's a smell of roasted hare here.
MRS. WOLFF
Burned hair! That'd be more likely.
MOTES
Let's take a look and see.
[_He is about to take the cover from the sauce-pan._
MRS. WOLFF
[_Prevents him._] No sniffin' 'round in my pots.
MRS. MOTES
[_Who has observed everything distrustfully._] Mrs. Wolff, we've found
something, too.
MRS. WOLFF
I ain't lost nothin'.
MRS. MOTES
There, look at these.
[_She shows her several wire snares._
MRS. WOLFF
[_Without losing her equanimity in the slightest._] I suppose them are
snares?
MRS. MOTES
We found them quite in the neighbourhood here! Scarcely twenty paces from
your garden.
MRS. WOLFF
Lord love you! The amount of poachin' that's done here!
MRS. MOTES
If you were to keep a sharp lookout, you might actually catch the poacher
some day.
MRS. WOLFF
Aw, such things is no concern o' mine.
MOTES
If I could just get hold of a rascal like that. First, I'd give him
something to remember me by, and then I'd mercilessly turn him over to
the police.
MRS. MOTES
Mrs. Wolff have you got a few fresh eggs?
MRS. WOLFF
Now, in the middle of winter? They're pretty scarce!
MOTES
[_To JULIUS, who has just come in._] Forester Seidel has nabbed a poacher
again. He'll be taken to the detention prison to-morrow. There's an
officer with style about him. If I hadn't had my misfortune, I could have
been a head forester to-day. I'd go after those dogs even more
energetically.
MRS. WOLFF
There's many a one has had to pay for doin' that!
MOTES
Yes, if he's afraid. I'm not! I've denounced quite a few already.
[_Fixing his gaze keenly on MRS. WOLFF and her husband in turn._] And
there are a few others whose time is coming. They'll run straight into my
grip some day. These setters of snares needn't think that I don't know
them. I know them very well.
MRS. MOTES
Have you been baking, perhaps, Mrs. Wolff? We're so tired of baker's
bread.
MRS. WOLFF
I thought you was goin' to square your account.
MRS. MOTES
On Saturday, as I've told you, Mrs. Wolff. My husband has been appointed
editor of the magazine "Chase and Forest."
MRS. WOLFF
Aha, yes. I know what that means.
MRS. MOTES
But if I assure you, Mrs. Wolff! We've moved away from the Kruegers
already.
MRS. WOLFF
Yes, you moved because you had to.
MRS. MOTES
We had to? Hubby, listen to this!--[_She gives a forced laugh._]--Mrs.
Wolff says that we had to move from Kruegers.
MOTES
[_Crimson with rage._] The reason why I moved away from that place?
You'll find it out some day. The man is a usurer and a cutthroat!
MRS. WOLFF
I don't know nothin' about that; I can't say nothin' about that.
MOTES
I'm just waiting to get hold of positive proof. That, man had better be
careful where I'm concerned--he and his bosom friend, Dr. Fleischer. The
latter more especially. If I just wanted to say it--one word and that man
would be under lock and key.
[_From the beginning of his speech on he has gradually withdrawn and
speaks the last words from without._
MRS. WOLFF
I suppose the men got to quarrelin' again?
MRS. MOTES
[_Apparently confidential._] There's no jesting with my husband. If he
determines on anything, he doesn't let go till it's done. And he stands
very well with the justice.--But how about the eggs and the bread?
MRS. WOLFF
[_Reluctantly._] Well, I happen to have five eggs lyin' here. An' a piece
o' bread. [_MRS. MOTES puts the eggs and the half of a loaf into her
basket._] Are you satisfied now?
MRS. MOTES
Certainly; of course. I suppose the eggs are fresh?
MRS. WOLFF
As fresh as my chickens can lay 'em.
MRS. MOTES
[_Hastening in order to catch up with her husband._] Well, good-night.
You'll get your money next Saturday.
[_Exit._
MRS. WOLFF
All right; that'll be all right enough! [_She closes the door and speaks
softly to herself._] Get outta here, you! Got nothin' but debts with
everybody around. [_Over her sauce-pan._] What business o' theirs is it
what we eat? Let 'em spy into their own affairs. Go to bed, child!
ADELAIDE
Good night, mama.
[_She kisses her._
MRS. WOLFF
Well, ain't you goin' to kiss papa good-night?
ADELAIDE
Good night, papa.
[_She kisses him, at which he growls. ADELAIDE, exit._
MRS. WOLFF
You always gotta say that to her special!
[_A pause._
JULIUS
Why do'you go an' give the eggs to them people?
MRS. WOLFF
I suppose you want me to make an enemy o' that feller? You just go ahead
an' get him down on you! I tell you, that's a dangerous feller. He ain't
got nothin' to do except spy on people. Come. Sit down. Eat. Here's a
fork for you. You don't understand much about such things. You take care
o' the things that belongs to you! Did you have to go an' lay the snares
right behind the garden? They was yours, wasn't they?
JULIUS [_Annoyed._] Go right ahead!
MRS. WOLFF
An', o' course, that fool of a Motes had to find 'em first thing. Here
near the house you ain't goin' to lay no more snares at all!
Y'understan'? Next thing'll be that people say we laid 'em.
JULIUS
Aw, you stop your jawin'.
[_Both eat._
MRS. WOLFF
Look here, Julius, we're out of wood, too.
JULIUS
An' you want me to go this minute, I suppose?
MRS. WOLFF
It'd be best if we got busy right off.
JULIUS
I don't feel my own bones no more. Anybody that wants to go c'n go. I
ain't.
MRS. WOLFF
You men folks always does a whole lot o' talkin', an' when it comes to
the point, you can't do nothin'. I'd work enough to put the crowd of you
in a hole and drag you out again too. If you ain't willin' to go to-night
by no means, why, you've got to go to-morrow anyhow. So what good is it?
How are the climbin' irons? Sharp?
JULIUS
I loaned 'em to Karl Machnow.
MRS. WOLFF
[_After a pause._] If only you wasn't such a coward!--We might get a few
loads o' wood in a hurry, an' we wouldn't have to work ourselves blue in
the face neither.--No, nor we wouldn't have to go very far for 'em.
JULIUS
Aw, let me eat a bite, will you?
MRS. WOLFF
[_Punches his head amicably._] Don't always be so rough, I'm goin' to be
good to you now for onct. You watch. [_Fetching a bottle of whiskey and
showing it to him._] Here! See? I brought that for you. Now you c'n make
a friendly face, all right.
[_She fills a glass for her husband._
JULIUS
[_Drinks._] That's fine--in this cold weather--fine.
MRS. WOLFF
Well, you see? Don't I take care o' you?
JULIUS
That was pretty good, pretty good all right.
[_He fills the glass anew and drinks._
MRS. WOLFF
[_After a pause. She is splitting kindling wood and eating a bite now and
then._] Wulkow--that feller--he's a regular rascal--. He always--acts--as
if he was hard up.
JULIUS
Aw, he'd better shut up--he with his trade!
MRS. WOLFF
You heard that about the beaver coat, didn't you?
JULIUS
Naw, I didn't hear nothin'.
MRS. WOLFF
[_With assumed carelessness._] Didn't you hear the girl tell how Mrs.
Krueger has given Krueger a fur coat?
JULIUS
Well, them people has the money.
MRS. WOLFF
That's true. An' then Wulkow was sayin' ... you musta heard ... that if
he could get hold of a coat like that some day, he'd give as much as a
seventy crowns for it.
JULIUS
You just let him go and get into trouble his own self.
MRS. WOLFF
[_After a pause, refilling her husband's glass._] Come now, you c'n stand
another.
JULIUS
Well, go ahead, go ahead! What in...!
_MRS. WOLFF gets out a little note book and turns over the leaves._
JULIUS
How much is it we put aside since July?
MRS. WOLFF
About thirty crowns has been paid off.
JULIUS
An' that'll leave ... leave ...
MRS. WOLFF
That'll still leave seventy. You don't get along very fast this way.
Fifty, sixty crowns--all in a lump; if you could add that onct! Then the
lot would be paid for all right. Then maybe we could borrow a couple o'
hundred and build up a few pretty rooms. We can't take no summer boarders
like this an' it's the summer boarders what brings the money.
JULIUS
Well, go ahead! What are you ...
MRS. WOLFF
[_Resolutely._] My, but you're a slow crittur, Julius! Would _you've_
gone an' bought that lot? An' if we wanted to go an' sell it now, we
could be gettin' twice over what we paid for it! I got a different kind
of a nature! Lord, if you had one like it!
JULIUS
I'm workin' all right. What's the good o' all that?
MRS. WOLFF
You ain't goin' to get very far with all your work.
JULIUS
Well, I can't steal. I can't go an' get into trouble!
MRS. WOLFF
You're just stoopid, an' that's the way you'll always be. Nobody here
ain't been talkin' o' stealin'. But if you don't risk nothin', you don't
get nothin'. An' when onct you're rich, Julius, an' c'n go and sit in
your own carridge, there ain't nobody what's goin' to ask where you got
it! Sure, if we was to take it from poor people! But now suppose
really--suppose we went over to the Kruegers and put the two loads o'
wood on a sleigh an' took 'em into our shed--them people ain't no poorer
on that account!
JULIUS
Wood? What you startin' after again now with wood?
MRS. WOLFF
Now that shows how you don't take notice o' nothin'! They c'n work your
daughter till she drops; they c'n try an' make her drag in wood at ten
o'clock in the evenin'. That's why she run away. An' you take that kind
o' thing an' say thank you. Maybe you'd give the child a hidin' and send
her back to the people.
JULIUS
Sure!--That's what!--What d'you think ...
MRS. WOLFF
Things like that hadn't ought to go unpunished. If anybody hits me, I'll
hit him back. That's what I says.
JULIUS
Well, did they go an' hit the girl?
MRS. WOLFF
Why should she be runnin' away, Julius? But no, there ain't no use tryin'
to do anything with you. Now the wood is lyin' out there in the alley.
An' if I was to say: all right, you abuse my children, I'll take your
wood--a nice face you'd make.
JULIUS
I wouldn't do no such thing ... I don't give a--! I c'n do more'n eat,
too. I'd like to see! I wouldn't stand for nothin' like that. Beatin'!
MRS. WOLFF
Well, then, don't talk so much. Go an' get your cord. Show them people
that you got some cuteness! The whole thing will be over in an hour. Then
we c'n go to bed an' it's all right. An' you don't have to go out in the
woods to-morrow. We'll have more fuel than we need.
JULIUS
Well, if it leaks out, it'll be all the same to me.
MRS. WOLFF
There ain't no reason why it should. But don't wake the girls.
MITTELDORF
[_From without._] Mrs. Wolff! Mrs. Wolff! Are you still up?
MRS. WOLFF
Sure, Mitteldorf! Come right in!
[_She opens the door._
MITTELDORF
[_Enters. He has an overcoat over his shabby uniform. His face has a
Mephistophelian cast. His nose betrays an alcoholic colouring. His
demeanour is gentle, almost timid. His speech is slow and dragging and
unaccompanied by any change in expression._] Good evenin', Mrs. Wolff.
MRS. WOLFF
I guess you mean to say: Good night!
MITTELDORF
I was around here once before a while ago. First I thought I saw a light,
an' then, all of a sudden, it was dark again. Nobody didn't answer me
neither. But this time there was a light an' no mistake; an' so I came
back once more.
MRS. WOLFF
Well, what have you got for me now, Mitteldorf?
MITTELDORF
[_Has taken a seat, thinks a while and then says:_] That's what I came
here for. I got a message for you from the justice's wife.
MRS. WOLFF
She ain't wantin' me to do washin'?
MITTELDORF
[_Raises his eye-brows thoughtfully._] That she does.
MRS. WOLFF
An' when?
MITTELDORF
To-morrow.--To-morrow mornin'.
MRS. WOLFF
An' you come in tellin' me that twelve o'clock at night?
MITTELDORF
But to-morrow is the missis' wash day.
MRS. WOLFF
But a person ought to know that a few days ahead o' time.
MITTELDORF
That' a fac'. But don't go makin' a noise. I just plumb forgot all about
it again. I got so many things to think of with my poor head, that
sometimes I just naturally forgets things.
MRS. WOLFF
Well, Mitteldorf, I'll try an' arrange it. We always was good friends.
You got enough on your shoulders, I suppose, with them twelve children o'
yours at home, eh? You ain't got no call to make yourself out worse'n you
are.
MITTELDORF
If you don't come in the mornin', I'll have a pretty tough time of it!
MRS. WOLFF
I'll come. You needn't go worryin'. There, take a drink. I guess you need
it this weather. [_She gives him a glass of toddy._] I just happened to
have a bit o' hot water. You know, we gotta take a trip yet to-night--for
fat geese over to Treptow. You don't get no time in the day. That can't
be helped in this kind of a life. Poor people is got to work themselves
sick day an' night, an' rich people lies in bed snorin'.
MITTELDORF
I been given notice. Did you know that? The justice has given me notice.
I ain't keen enough after the people.
MRS. WOLFF
They wants you to be like an old watch dog, I suppose.
MITTELDORF
I'd rather not go home at all. When I gets there, it'll be nothin' but
quarrelin'. She just drives me crazy with her reproaches.
MRS. WOLFF
Put your fingers in your ears!
MITTELDORF
An' then a man goes to the tavern a bit, so that the worries don't down
him altogether; an' now he ain't to do that no more neither! He ain't to
do nothin'. An' now I just come from a bit of a time there. A feller
treated to a little keg.
MRS. WOLFF
You ain't goin' to be scared of a woman? If she scolds, scold harder; an'
if she beats you, beat her back. Come here now--you're taller'n me--get
me down them things off the shelf. An' Julius, you get the sleigh ready!
[_JULIUS exit._] How often have I got to tell you? [_MITTELDORF has taken
cords and pulley lines front the high shelf on the wall._] Get ready the
big sleigh! You c'n hand them cords right down to him.
JULIUS
[_From without._] I can't see!
MRS. WOLFF
What can't you do?
JULIUS
[_Appears in the doorway._] I can't get that sleigh out alone! Everythin'
is all mixed up in a heap here. An' there ain't nothin' to be done
without a light.
MRS. WOLFF
Now you're helpless again--like always. [_Rapidly she puts shawls about
her head and chest._] You must wait, I'll come an' lend a hand. There's
the lantern, Mitteldorf. [_MITTELDORF slowly takes a lantern and hands it
to MRS. WOLFF.] There! thank you. [_She puts the burning candle into the
lantern._] We'll put that in here an' then we c'n go. Now I'll help you
drag out the sleigh. [_She goes ahead with the lantern. MITTELDORF
follows her. In the door she turns around and hands the lantern to
MITTELDORF._] You c'n come an' hold the light for us a bit!
MITTELDORF
[_Holding the light and humming to himself:_]
"Morningre-ed, morningre-ed ..."
THE CURTAIN FALLS
THE SECOND ACT
_Court room of Justice VON WEHRHAHN. A great, bare, white-washed room
with three windows in the rear wall. The main door is in the left
wall. Along the wall to the right stands the long official table
covered with books, legal documents, etc.; behind it the chair of the
justice. Near the centre window are the clerk's chair and table. To
the right is a bookcase of white wood, so arranged that it is within
reach of the justice when he sits in his chair. The left wall is
hidden by cases containing documents. In the foreground, beginning at
the wall to the left, six chairs stand in a row. Their occupants
would be seen by the spectator from behind.--It is a bright forenoon
in Winter. The clerk GLASENAPP sits scribbling at his table. He is a
poverty-stricken, spectacled person. Justice VON WEHRHAHN, carrying a
roll of documents under his arm, enters rapidly. WEHRHAHN is about
forty years old and wears a monocle. He makes the impression of a son
of the landed nobility of Prussia. His official garb consists of a
buttoned, black walking coat, and very tall boots put on over his
trousers. He speaks in what is almost a falsetto voice and carefully
cultivates a military brevity of expression._
WEHRHAHN
[_By the way, like one crushed by the weight of affairs._] Mornin'.
GLASENAPP
Servant, sir.
WEHRHAHN
Anything happened, Glasenapp?
GLASENAPP
[_Standing and looking through some papers._] I've got to report, your
honour--there was first, oh, yes,--the innkeeper Fiebig. He begs for
permission, your honour, to have music and dancing at his inn next
Sunday.
WEHRHAHN
Isn't that ... perhaps you can tell me. Fiebig? There was some one who
recently rented his hall...?
GLASENAPP
To the liberals. Quite right, your honour.
WEHRHAHN
This same Fiebig?
GLASENAPP
Yes, my lord.
WEHRHAHN
We'll have to put a check-rein on him for a while.
_The constable MITTELDORF enters._
MITTELDORF
Servant, my lord.
WEHRHAHN
Listen here: once and for all--officially I am simply the justice.
MITTELDORF
Yes, sir. As you wish, my--your honour, I meant to say.
WEHRHAHN
I wish you would try to understand this fact: my being a baron is purely
by the way. Is not, at all events, to be considered here. [_To
GLASENAPP._] Now I'd like to hear further, please. Wasn't the author
Motes here?
GLASENAPP
Yes, your honour.
WEHRHAHN
Aha! So he _was_ here! I confess that I am very curious. I hope that it
was his intention to come back?
GLASENAPP
He intended to be back here about half past eleven.
WEHRHAHN
Did he by any chance tell you anything?
GLASENAPP
He came in the matter of Dr. Fleischer.
WEHRHAHN
Well, now, you may as well tell me--are you acquainted with this Dr.
Fleischer?
GLASENAPP
All I know is that he lives in the Villa Krueger.
WEHRHAHN
And how long has he been living in this place?
GLASENAPP
Well, I've been here since Michaelmas.
WEHRHAHN
To be sure, you came here at the same time with me; about four months
ago.
GLASENAPP
[_Looking toward MITTELDORF for information._] From what I hear the man
has been living here about two years.
WEHRHAHN
[_To MITTELDORF._] I don't suppose you can give us any information?
MITTELDORF
Beggin' your pardon, he came Michaelmas a year ago.
WEHRHAHN
At that time he moved here?
MITTELDORF
Exactly, your honour--from Berlin.
WEHRHAHN
Have you any more intimate information about this individual?
MITTELDORF
All I know is his brother is cashier of a theatre.
WEHRHAHN
I didn't ask for information concerning his brother! What is his
occupation?--What does he himself do? What is he?
MITTELDORF
I don't know as I can say anythin' particular. People do say that he's
sick. I suppose he suffers from diabetes.
WEHRHAHN
I'm quite indifferent as to the character of his malady. He can sweat
syrup if it amuses him. _What_ is he?
GLASENAPP
[_Shrugging his shoulders._] He calls himself a free spear in
scholarship.
WEHRHAHN
Lance! Lance! Not spear! A free lance.
GLASENAPP
The bookbinder Hugk always does work for him; he has some books bound
every week.
WEHRHAHN
I wouldn't mind seeing what an individual of that kind reads.
GLASENAPP
The postman thinks he must take in about twenty newspapers. Democratic
ones, too.
WEHRHAHN
You may summon Hugk to this court some time.
GLASENAPP
Right away?
WEHRHAHN
No, at a more convenient time. To-morrow or the next day. Let him bring a
few of the books in question with him. [_To MITTELDORF._] You seem to
take naps all day. Or perhaps the man has good cigars and knows how to
invest them!
MITTELDORF
Your honour...!
WEHRHAHN