GOTTLIEB
[_Has made his way unnoticed among the rioters; catches hold of the
speaker._] Would you give your impudence to an old man like him?
SECOND YOUNG WEAVER
Let me alone. 'Twasn't anything bad I said.
OLD HILSE
[_Interfering._] Let him jaw, Gottlieb. What. would you be meddlin' with
him for? He'll soon see who it is that's been off his head to-day, him or
me.
BECKER
Are you comin', Gottlieb?
OLD HILSE
No, he's goin' to do no such thing.
LUISE
[_Comes into the entry-room, calls._] What are you puttin' off your time
with prayin' hypocrites like them for? Come quick to where you're wanted!
Quick! Father Baumert, run all you can! The major's speakin' to the crowd
from horseback. They're to go home. If you don't hurry up, it'll be all
over.
JAEGER
[_As he goes out._] That's a brave husband o' yours.
LUISE
Where is he? I've got no husband!
[_Some of the people in the entry-room sing_:
Once on a time a man so small,
Heigh-ho, heigh!
Set his heart on a wife so tall,
Heigh diddle-di-dum-di!
WITTIG, THE SMITH
[_Comes downstairs, still carrying the stable pail; stops on his way
through the entry-room.
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