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We'll heat 'em red hot an' stick 'em down the manufacturers' throats, so as they'll feel for once what burnin' hunger tastes like.
THIRD YOUNG WEAVER
Come along, father Hilse! We'll give no quarter.
SECOND YOUNG WEAVER
No one had mercy on us--neither G.o.d nor man. Now we're standin' up for our rights ourselves.
_OLD BAUMERT enters, somewhat shaky on the legs, a newly killed c.o.c.k under his arm._
OLD BAUMERT
[_Stretching out his arms._] My brothers--we're all brothers! Come to my arms, brothers!
[_Laughter._
OLD HILSE
And that's the state you're in, Willem?
OLD BAUMERT
Gustav, is it you? My poor starvin' friend. Come to my arms, Gustav!
OLD HILSE
[_Mutters._] Let me alone.
OLD BAUMERT
I'll tell you what, Gustav. It's nothin' but luck that's wanted. You look at me. What do I look like? Luck's what's wanted. Don't I look like a lord? [_Pats his stomach._] Guess what's in there! There's food fit for a prince in that belly. When luck's with him a man gets roast hare to eat an' champagne wine to drink.--I'll tell you all something: We've made a big mistake--we must help ourselves.
ALL
[_Speaking at once._] We must help ourselves, hurrah!
OLD BAUMERT
As soon as we gets the first good bite inside us we're different men.
d.a.m.n it all! but you feels the power comin' into you till you're like an ox, an' that wild with strength that you hit out right an' left without as much as takin' time to look. Dash it, but it's grand!
JAEGER
[_At the door, armed with an old cavalry sword._] We've made one or two first-rate attacks.
BECKER
We knows how to set about it now. One, two, three, an' we're inside the house. Then, at it like lightnin'--bang, crack, s.h.i.+ver! till the sparks are flyin' as if it was a smithy.
FIRST YOUNG WEAVER
It wouldn't be half bad to light a bit o' fire.
SECOND YOUNG WEAVER
Let's march to Reichenbach an' burn the rich folks' houses over their heads!
JAEGER
That would be nothin' but b.u.t.terin' their bread, Think of all the insurance money they'd get.
[_Laughter._
BECKER
No, from here we'll go to Freiburg, to Tromtra's.
JAEGER
What would you say to givin' all them as holds Government appointments a lesson? I've read somewhere as how all our troubles come from them birocrats, as they calls them.
SECOND YOUNG WEAVER
Before long we'll go to Breslau, for more an' more'll be joinin' us.
OLD BAUMERT
[_To HILSE._] Won't you take a drop, Gustav?
OLD HILSE
I never touches it.
OLD BAUMERT
That was in the old world; we're in a new world to-day, Gustav.
FIRST YOUNG WEAVER
Christmas comes but once a year.
[_Laughter._
OLD HILSE
[_Impatiently._] What is it you want in my house, you limbs of Satan?
