--
[_Laughter._
WEHRHAHN
In short: make haste to get out as soon as possible; otherwise, as I said
... Out! Out! You have probably seen now what is taking place here, and
now you have nothing further to do.--Here are the papers. Constable! Take
them right over to the court.
[_He hands the papers to SCHULZE. The officers clash their sabres,
grasp GUSTAV more firmly and prepare to lead him out. RAUCHHAUPT
glares about in helpless and growing terror._
DR. BOXER
I have the impression, your honour, that this boy is really a patient.
You will forgive me for mingling ...
LANGHEINRICH
The boy's a imbecile--clean daft!
MRS. SCHULZE
No, no, Doctor! Oh, no, Mr. Langheinrich, that there boy knows what he's
doin'. I had a hen onct an' she went an' hatched out eleven little chicks
and he goes an' takes bricks an' kills seven of 'em.
SCHULZE
That's right, aunt. An' how about that other business, about the little
purse what he stole?
MRS. SCHULZE
The little purse, yes, an' what was in it. An' the way he went about that
there thing ... nobody as is well could ha' done it more clever.
SCHULZE
An' then, aunt, the shawl ...
MRS.
Pages:
471
472
473
474
475
476
477
478
479
480
481
482
483
484
485
486
487
488
489
490
491
492
493
494
495