HERR VON DONNIGES. Never mind. Charge them to the Jew. Here, help carry
her--this daughter who has ruined me!
LANDLORD. You act like a man who might do the task of ruining yourself.
[Helene starts to rise. Her father fells her to the floor with the
flat of his hand. Seizes her and with the help of the mother and
landlord carries her out. Exit, with Hilda following behind, mildly
wringing her hands.]
HILDA VON DONNIGES. Oh, why did she bring this disgrace upon us?
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