He don't have to wait, for me; that's
sure!--there ain't no gettin' ahead with your kind. Instead o' you
fellows helpin' each other, you're always hittin' out at each other. Now
Schmarowski--he's a wide-awake kind o' man. No money ain't been wasted on
him. You needn't be scared: he'll make his way all right.--But if you
knew just a speck o' somethin' about life, you'd know what you'd be doin'
too.
FIELITZ
Me? How's that? Why me exactly?
MRS. FIELITZ
What was it that there bricklayer boss told me? I saw him one day when he
was full; they was just raisin' that church. He says: Schmarowski, says
he, that's a sly dog. An' he knew why he was sayin' that. Them plans o'
his takes 'em all in.
FIELITZ
I ain't got no objection to his takin' 'em in.
MRS. FIELITZ
He ain't the kind o' man to sit an' draw till he's blind an' let the
bricklayers get all the profit.
FIELITZ
Well, I ain't made the world.
MRS. FIELITZ
No, nor you ain't goin' to stop it neither.
FIELITZ
An' I don't want to.
MRS. FIELITZ
You ain't goin' to stop it, Fielitz--not the world an' not me. That's
settled.--
[_She has said this in a slightly ironical way, yet with a half
embarrassed laugh.
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