_] Oh, get along with you!
MRS. WELZEL
You may trust her to remain single unless something very extra good turns
up.
TRAVELLER
And why shouldn't it? I know of a rich Silesian proprietor who married
his mother's lady's maid. And there's Dreissiger, the rich manufacturer,
his wife is an innkeeper's daughter too, and not half so pretty as you,
Miss, though she rides in her carriage now, with servants in livery. And
why not? [_He marches about, stretching himself, and stamping his feet._]
Let me have a cup of coffee, please.
_Enter ANSORGE and OLD BAUMERT, each with a bundle. They seat
themselves meekly and silently beside HORNIG, at the front table to
the left._
WELZEL
How are you, father Ansorge? Glad to see you once again.
HORNIG
Yes, it's not often as you crawl down from that smoky old nest.
ANSORGE
[_Visibly embarrassed, mumbles._] I've been fetchin' myself a web again.
BAUMER
He's goin' to work at a shilling the web.
ANSORGE
I wouldn't ha' done it, but there's no more to be made now by
basket-weaving'.
WIEGAND
It's always better than nothin'. He does it only to give you employment.
I know Dreissiger very well. When I was up there takin' out his double
windows last week we were talkin' about it, him and me.
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