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SEVERAL OLD AND YOUNG WEAVERS
Who said that?
BECKER
Dreissiger said it.
A YOUNG WEAVER
The damned rascal should be hung up by the heels.
JAEGER
Look here, Wittig. You've always jawed such a lot about the French
Revolution, and a good deal too about your own doings. A time may be
coming, and that before long, when every one will have a chance to show
whether he's a braggart or a true man.
WITTIG
[_Flaring up angrily._] Say another word if you dare! Has you heard the
whistle o' bullets? Has you done outpost duty in an enemy's country?
JAEGER
You needn't get angry about it. We're comrades. I meant no harm.
WITTIG
None of your comradeship for me, you impudent young fool.
_Enter KUTSCHE, the policeman._
SEVERAL VOICES
Hush--sh! Police!
[_This calling goes on for some time, till at last there is complete
silence, amidst which KUTSCHE takes his place at the central pillar
table._
KUTSCHE
A small brandy, please.
[_Again complete silence._]
WITTIG
I suppose you've come to see if we're all behavin' ourselves, Kutsche?
KUTSCHE
[_Paying no attention to WITTIG._] Good-morning, Mr. Wiegand.
WIEGAND
[_Still in the corner in front of the counter.
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