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AUGUST
There's them that even gads about with guns.
STRECKMANN
An' devils that take no shame carryin' a whisky-bottle.
[_He pulls his bottle out of his pocket._
AUGUST
Each man does those things on his own responsibility.
STRECKMANN
True. An' at his own expense! Come, take courage an' have a drink with me for once.
[_He holds out the bottle to AUGUST who pays no attention to him._
BERND
You know well enough that August drinks no spirits!--Whereabouts is your thres.h.i.+n' machine now?
STRECKMANN
But you, father Bernd; you can't go an' refuse to take a drop with me!
You've been a distiller yourself! My machine is on the great estate down below.
BERND
[_Takes the bottle hesitatingly._] Just because it's you, Streckmann, otherwise I wouldn't be touchin' it. When I was manager of the estate, I had to do a good many things! But I never liked to distil the drink an' I didn't touch it in them days at all.
STRECKMANN
[_To AUGUST who has placed a spade in the hollow of the cherry tree._]
You just look at that tree! Piff, paff! All you got to do is to take your aim and let it fly.
BERND
There's people that goes hunting o' Sundays.
STRECKMANN
Squire Flamm.
BERND
Just so. We ha' met him. 'Tis bad. I'm sorry for them folks.
_STRECKMANN throws c.o.c.k-chafers at ROSE._
ROSE
[_Trembling._] Streckmann!
BERND
What's wrong?
AUGUST
What's the meanin' o' that?
STRECKMANN
Nothin'! We've got a little private quarrel!
AUGUST
You can have your little quarrels. But it'd be better if you had 'em without her.
STRECKMANN
[_With malicious hostility._] You take care, August! Watch out!
BERND
Peace! Don't be quarrelsome! In G.o.d's name!
STRECKMANN
The dam' carrion always spits at me!
AUGUST
Carrion is a dead beast ...!
STRECKMANN
August, let's be at peace. Father Bernd is right; people ought to like each other! An' it isn't Christian the way you act sour like! Come on now! Have a drink! You're not good-lookin', your worst enemy'd have to admit that, but you're fine when it comes to readin' an' writin' an'
you've got your affairs pretty well arranged! Well, then, here's to your weddin'--an early one an' a merry one!
_BERND takes the bottle and drinks since AUGUST remains quite unresponsive._
STRECKMANN
I take that real kind o' you, father Bernd.
