WEHRHAHN
I didn't ask for information concerning his brother! What is his
occupation?--What does he himself do? What is he?
MITTELDORF
I don't know as I can say anythin' particular. People do say that he's
sick. I suppose he suffers from diabetes.
WEHRHAHN
I'm quite indifferent as to the character of his malady. He can sweat
syrup if it amuses him. _What_ is he?
GLASENAPP
[_Shrugging his shoulders._] He calls himself a free spear in
scholarship.
WEHRHAHN
Lance! Lance! Not spear! A free lance.
GLASENAPP
The bookbinder Hugk always does work for him; he has some books bound
every week.
WEHRHAHN
I wouldn't mind seeing what an individual of that kind reads.
GLASENAPP
The postman thinks he must take in about twenty newspapers. Democratic
ones, too.
WEHRHAHN
You may summon Hugk to this court some time.
GLASENAPP
Right away?
WEHRHAHN
No, at a more convenient time. To-morrow or the next day. Let him bring a
few of the books in question with him. [_To MITTELDORF._] You seem to
take naps all day. Or perhaps the man has good cigars and knows how to
invest them!
MITTELDORF
Your honour...!
WEHRHAHN
Never mind! Never mind! I will inspect the necessary persons myself.
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