Certainly, most certainly. We must begin by having a look at him at close quarters. Oblige me, Mr. Dreissiger, by not speaking to him at present. I'll see to it that you get complete satisfaction, or my name's not Heide. DREISSIGER That's not enough for me, though. He goes before the magistrates. My mind's made up. _JAEGER is led in by five dyers, who have come straight from their work--faces, hands, and clothes stained with dye. The prisoner, his cap set jauntily on the side of his head, presents an appearance of impudent gaiety; he is excited by the brandy he has just drunk._ JAEGER Hounds that you are!--Call yourselves working men!--Pretend to be comrades! Before I would do such a thing as lay hands on a mate, I'd see my hand rot off my arm! [_At a sign from the SUPERINTENDENT KUTSCHE orders the dyers to let go their victim. JAEGER straightens himself up, quite free and easy. Both doors are guarded._ SUPERINTENDENT [_Shouts to JAEGER._] Off with your cap, lout! [_JAEGER takes it off, but very slowly, still with an impudent grin on his face._] What's your name? JAEGER What's yours? I'm not your swineherd. [_Great excitement is produced among the audience by this reply._ DREISSIGER This is too much of a good thing. SUPERINTENDENT [_Changes colour, is on the point of breaking out furiously, but controls his rage._] We'll see about this afterwards.--Once more, what's your name? [_Receiving no answer, furiously._] If you don't answer at once, fellow, I'll have you flogged on the spot. JAEGER [_Perfectly cheerful, not showing by so much as the twitch of an eyelid that he has heard the SUPERINTENDENT'S angry words, calls over the heads of those around him to a pretty servant girl, who has brought in the coffee and is standing open-mouthed with astonishment at the unexpected sight._] Hillo, Emmy, do you belong to this company now? The sooner you find your way out of it, then, the better. A wind may begin to blow here, an' blow everything away overnight. [_The girl stares at JAEGER, and as soon as she comprehends that it is to her he is speaking, blushes with shame, covers her eyes with her hands, and rushes out, leaving the coffee things in confusion on the table. Renewed excitement among those present._ SUPERINTENDENT [_Half beside himself, to DREISSIGER._] Never in all my long service ... a case of such shameless effrontery.... [_JAEGER spits on the floor._ DREISSIGER You're not in a stable, fellow! Do you understand? SUPERINTENDENT My patience is at an end now. For the last time: What's your name? _KITTELHAUS who has been peering out at the partly opened drawing-room door, listening to what has been going on, can no longer refrain from coming forward to interfere. He is trembling with excitement._ KITTELHAUS His name is Jaeger, sir. Moritz ... is it not? Moritz Jaeger. [_To JAEGER._] And, Jaeger, you know me. JAEGER