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But, dear Mr. Henschel, I beg you, for heaven's sake, don't cause a scandal here! The police will be coming at me next, and then ...
HENSCHEL
[_In an outburst of towering, withering rage--bluish-red of face._] I'll beat you all to death if Hanne don't come here--now!!!
WALTHER
[_In helpless perplexity._] Wilhelm, Wilhelm, don' go an' commit some foolishness now! I wish I hadn't said nothin'. An' it didn't mean nothin'. You know yourself how people will talk!
HILDEBRANT
Wilhelm, you're a good man. Come to your senses! My G.o.d, how you look!
Think, man, think! Why, you fairly roared! What's the matter with you?
That must ha' been heard all over the house!
HENSCHEL
Anybody c'n hear me now that wants to. But you stay here an' Hanne is to come here.
WALTHER
Why should I be stayin' here? I don't know what for! Your affairs--they don't concern me a bit. I don't mingle in 'em an' I don't want to!
HENSCHEL
Then you should ha' thought before you spoke!
WALTHER
Everythin' else that's between us'll be settled in court. There we'll see who's in the right. I'll get hold o' my money; never fear! Maybe you're wife'll think it over once or twice before she goes an' perjures herself.
The rest don't concern me. I tell you to let me go. I has no time. I has to go to Hartau, an' I can't be kept waitin' here.
_SIEBENHAAR re-enters._
SIEBENHAAR
What's happened here?
WERMELSKIRCH
Goodness, gracious, I don't know! I don't know what Mr. Henschel wants!
HENSCHEL
[_Who continues to imprison WALTHER'S wrist._] Hanne is to come here: that's all.
MRS. WERMELSKIRCH
[_To SIEBENHAAR._] The men were drinking their beer quite peacefully.
Suddenly Mr. Henschel came in and began a dispute as though he were master here.
SIEBENHAAR
[_With a deprecating gesture._] All right; all right. [_To HENSCHEL._]
What's happened to you, Henschel?
HENSCHEL
Mr. Siebenhaar, it's no fault o' mine. I couldn't help things comin'
about this way. You may think what you please, Mr. Siebenhaar. I give you my word--'twasn't my fault.
SIEBENHAAR
You needn't excuse yourself to me, Henschel. I know you're a man of peace.
HENSCHEL
Yes. I was in your father's service long ago, an' even if it looks that way a thousand times over--it wasn't my fault that this here has happened. I don't know myself what I has done. I never was quarrelsome--that's certain! But now things has come about ...! They scratch an' they bite at me--all of 'em! An' now this man here has said things o' my wife that he's got to prove--prove!!--or G.o.d help him!
SIEBENHAAR
Why don't you let the people gossip?
HENSCHEL
Proofs! Proofs! Or G.o.d help him!
WALTHER
I can prove it an' I will. There are not many people in this room that don't know it as well as I. That there woman is on an evil way. 'Tis no fault o' mine, an' I wouldn't ha' mentioned it. But I'm not goin' to let you strike me. I'm no liar. I always speaks the truth! Ask it of anybody!
Ask Mr. Siebenhaar here on his honour an' conscience! The sparrows is twitterin' it on every roof--an' worse things 'n that!
SIEBENHAAR
Think over what you're saying carefully, Walther.
WALTHER
He forces me to it! Why don't he let me go? Why is I to suffer for other people? You know it all as well as I? How did you used to stand with Henschel in other years when his first wife was alive? D'you think people don't know that? An' now you don't cross his threshold.
SIEBENHAAR
The relations between us are our private affair. And I will not permit remark or interference.
WALTHER
All right. But if first his wife dies, though she's as well as anybody, an' when Gustel goes an' dies eight weeks later, then, I'm thinkin' it's more'n a private affair!
HENSCHEL