Mother, I axes you to consider that ... Look out that you don't go an' get a black eye! 'Cause I, if I ... MRS. FIELITZ [_With a gesture as though about to push him out._] Get out! Just get out! It'll be good riddance! The sooner the better! What are you dawdlin' for? FIELITZ [_Beside himself._] Mother, I'll hit you one across the ... You're goin' to put me out, eh? What? Outta my shop? Is this here your shop? I'll learn you! Just wait! MRS. FIELITZ Well, I'm waitin'. Why don't you start? You're that kind of a man, are you? Come right on! Come on now! You got the courage! I'll hold my breath or maybe I'd blow you right into Berlin. FIELITZ [_Hurls a boot against the wall in his impotent rage._] I'll break every stick in this here shop! To hell with the whole business: that's what I says! I must ha' been just ravin' mad! There I goes an' burdens myself with a devil of a woman like that, an' I might ha' lived as comfortable as can be! She killed off one husband an' now I'm dam' idjit enough, to take his place! But you're goin' to find out! It ain't goin' to be so easy this time! I'll first kick you out before I'll let you get the best o' me! Not me! No, sir! You c'n believe that! MRS. FIELITZ You needn't exert yourself that much, Fielitz ... FIELITZ Not me! Not me! You c'n depend on that! You ain't agoin' to down me! You c'n take my word for it. [_He sits down, exhausted._ MRS. FIELITZ Maybe you might like throwin' some more boots. There's plenty of 'em around here--I s'ppose you married me for love, eh? FIELITZ God knows why I did! MRS. FIELITZ If you'll go an' study it out, maybe you'll know why. Maybe it was out o' pity? Eh? Maybe not.--Or maybe it was the money I had loaned out?--Well, you see! I s'ppose that was it.--You c'n live a hundred years for my part! But it's always the same thing. 'Twasn't much different with Julius neither. If things had gone his way, I wouldn't have nothin' saved this day neither. The trouble is a person is too good to you fellers. FIELITZ An' outta goodness you want me to go an' take a match an' set fire to the roof over my head? MRS. FIELITZ You knew that you'd have to go an' build. I said that to myself right off, an' buildin' costs money. There ain't no gettin' away from that fact. An' the few pennies we has ain't more'n a beginnin'. If we had what you might call a real house here ... Schmarowski, he'd build us one that'd make all the others look like nothin' ... you could have a fine shop here. We might put a few hundred dollars into it an' sell factory shoes. If you'd want to take in repairing you could get a journeyman an' put him here. An' if you wanted to go an' make some new shoes yourself, you could take the time for all I care. FIELITZ