'Tis well, 'tis well. We'll let that there be. HAUFFE You got filth enough in your own house! HENSCHEL Hauffe, I tell you right now: I wouldn't like to do it. But if you're goin' to start trouble here--I tell you that--I'll kick you out! WERMELSKIRCH Peace, gentlemen! I beg of you: peace! HAUFFE You're not the host here an' you can't kick nobody out! You has no more right to say anythin' here than me! I don't let you nor nobody tell me to hold my tongue. No, not you an' not your wife, no matter how you scheme, you two! That don't scare me an' don't bother me that much! _Without any show of anger, HENSCHEL grasps HAUFFE by the chest and pushes him, struggling in vain, toward the door. Just before reaching it he turns slightly, opens the door, puts HAUFFE out, and closes it again. During this scene the following colloquy takes place:_ HAUFFE Let go, I tell you! I just warn you: let go! WERMELSKIRCH Mr. Henschel, that won't do; I can't permit that! HENSCHEL I gave you fair warnin'! There's no help for you now. HAUFFE Are you goin' to choke me? Let go, I tell you! You're not the host here! MRS. WERMELSKIRCH [_From behind the bar._] What's the meaning of this? That will never do, Ludwig! You can't permit yourself to be treated that way! FABIG [_While HENSCHEL, holding HAUFFE, is rapidly approaching the door._] You might as well let it be. There's nothin' to be done. That there man--he's like an athlete. He'll bite his teeth into the edge of a table, and he'll lift the table up for you so steady, you won't notice a glass on it shakin'. If he went an' took the notion, I tell you, we'd all be flyin' out into the street different ways! _HAUFFE has been put out, HENSCHEL returns._ HENSCHEL [_Resuming his seat amid a general silence._] He wouldn't give no rest--he's that stubborn. FIRST FIREMAN [_Who has come in out of the billiard room and drunk a glass of whisky at the bar._] I'd like to pay. A man had better go. In the end anybody might be flyin' out o' here, you know. WERMELSKIRCH Yon take another glass of beer. That would be the last straw. After all, I am still master here. WALTHER If that's the way you're goin' to do, Henschel, when you stands behind the bar and runs this here place instead o' Wermelskirch--you won't keep many customers, I c'n tell you that! HENSCHEL Customers like that don't matter. WALTHER You won't be able to pick 'em out, though. Hauffe don't pay with counterfeit money neither. HENSCHEL He c'n pay anyway he wants to, for all I care. But I tell you again now: Don't start that there business over again. I won't be takin' this place at all. If I was goin' to take it, I ought to know better than anybody else. Well, then: if I'm ready to buy a pub some day--I'll let you know! Afterward you c'n give me your advice. An' if you don't like the place an' don't patronise it--well, then, Lord A'mighty, you don't has to!