If the people have money to spend on this sort
of thing, well...! [_He takes a drink of beer; puts down the glass;
suddenly and jocosely._] What do you say to it, Miss? Don't you agree
with me?
[ANNA _gives an embarrassed laugh, and goes on working busily._
TRAVELLER
Now, I'll take a bet that these are slippers for papa.
WELZEL
You're wrong, then; I wouldn't put such things on my feet.
TRAVELLER
You don't say so! Now, I would give half of what I'm worth if these
slippers were for me.
MRS. WELZEL
Oh, he don't know nothing about such things.
WIEGAND
[_Has coughed once or twice, moved his chair, and prepared himself to
speak._] You were sayin', sir, that you wondered to see such a funeral as
this. I tell you, and Mrs. Welzel here will bear me out, that it's quite
a small funeral.
TRAVELLER
But, my good man ... what a monstrous lot of money it must cost! Where
does all that come from?
WIEGAND
If you'll excuse me for saying so, sir, there's a deal of foolishness
among the poorer working people hereabouts. They have a kind of
inordinate idea, if I may say so, of the respect an' duty an' honour
they're bound to show to such as is taken from their midst.
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