People c'n be--! An' you too! Hurry now an' get out o' here! I'm sick o' your jabberin' now! An' you don't need to come back here neither! I haven't been longin' for you, exackly! 'Tis best not to see or hear anything o' the whole crowd o' you. FRANZISKA [_Turning once more at the door, with angry malice._] Do you know what else people say? MRS. HENSCHEL I don't want to know nothin'! Get out o' here! You look out that you don't get to hear things about yourself! Who knows what's between you an' Siebenhaar? You two knows it an' I knows it too. Otherwise you'd ha' been kicked out twenty times over with your slovenly management! Teach me to know Siebenhaar! FRANZISKA Fy, fy and fy again! [_Exit._ MRS. HENSCHEL The baggage! _The middle door has remained open. SIEBENHAAR and the waiter GEORGE, coming from different directions along the passage way, are seen to meet at the door. GEORGE affects the height of Vienna fashions--hat, cane, long overcoat, gay tie._ SIEBENHAAR What are you after here? GEORGE You'll forgive me but I have some business with Drayman Henschel. SIEBENHAAR Henschel is not at home. You've been told three times now that there is no place for you in my house. If you can't remember that henceforth I shall be compelled to have your memory assisted by--the constable. GEORGE I beg your pardon very humbly, Mr. Siebenhaar, but I begs to submit that I don't come to see you. These people lives in your house. An' you can't prove nothin' as touchin' the question of my honour. SIEBENHAAR Very well. Only, if I should meet you again I'll have the porter kick you out. So you had better act accordingly. [_Exit._ GEORGE _[Enters the room cursing.]_ I'll take that there risk! We'll see about that later! MRS. HENSCHEL [_Closes the door, with difficulty mastering her rage toward SIEBENHAAR._] We're here, too, I'd have him know. Just let him try it! This here is our room, not his room, an' anybody that comes here comes to us an' not to him! He's got no right to say nothin' about it! GEORGE We'll just wait an' see--that's all I says. He might have to pay good an' dear for that. That kind o' thing takes a man to the pen. He got hisself into a nasty mess with Alphonse, who was here two years ago. But he'd be gettin' into a worse mess with me. A hundred crowns o' damages'd be too little for me. MRS. HENSCHEL An' he hasn't got no hundred crowns in his pocket--the damned bankrupt! He's been borrowing of everybody in the county. He's got nothin' but debts; you hear that on all sides. 'Twon't be long before there won't be nothin' left an' he'll have to leave the house hisself instead o' puttin' other people out of it! GEORGE