Uncle, I forbid you----

Brauer.

_You_ forbid me? Ha! This is my house, and here I am the master!

[George _shrugs his shoulders_.]

Brauer.

Yes, yes; it seems to annoy you to have any one keep an eye on you and

your conduct----

George.

My life has been as an open book to this day.

Brauer.

But after to-day--what about that? Who can look into the future? Who

can look into your heart and read your thoughts? Who knows what may

happen over night, eh?

George.

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