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I'm just waiting to get hold of positive proof. That, man had better be careful where I'm concerned--he and his bosom friend, Dr. Fleischer. The latter more especially. If I just wanted to say it--one word and that man would be under lock and key.
[_From the beginning of his speech on he has gradually withdrawn and speaks the last words from without._
MRS. WOLFF
I suppose the men got to quarrelin' again?
MRS. MOTES
[_Apparently confidential._] There's no jesting with my husband. If he determines on anything, he doesn't let go till it's done. And he stands very well with the justice.--But how about the eggs and the bread?
MRS. WOLFF
[_Reluctantly._] Well, I happen to have five eggs lyin' here. An' a piece o' bread. [_MRS. MOTES puts the eggs and the half of a loaf into her basket._] Are you satisfied now?
MRS. MOTES
Certainly; of course. I suppose the eggs are fresh?
MRS. WOLFF
As fresh as my chickens can lay 'em.
MRS. MOTES
[_Hastening in order to catch up with her husband._] Well, good-night.
You'll get your money next Sat.u.r.day.
[_Exit._
MRS. WOLFF
All right; that'll be all right enough! [_She closes the door and speaks softly to herself._] Get outta here, you! Got nothin' but debts with everybody around. [_Over her sauce-pan._] What business o' theirs is it what we eat? Let 'em spy into their own affairs. Go to bed, child!
ADELAIDE
Good night, mama.
[_She kisses her._
MRS. WOLFF
Well, ain't you goin' to kiss papa good-night?
ADELAIDE
Good night, papa.
[_She kisses him, at which he growls. ADELAIDE, exit._
MRS. WOLFF
You always gotta say that to her special!
[_A pause._
JULIUS
Why do'you go an' give the eggs to them people?
MRS. WOLFF
I suppose you want me to make an enemy o' that feller? You just go ahead an' get him down on you! I tell you, that's a dangerous feller. He ain't got nothin' to do except spy on people. Come. Sit down. Eat. Here's a fork for you. You don't understand much about such things. You take care o' the things that belongs to you! Did you have to go an' lay the snares right behind the garden? They was yours, wasn't they?
JULIUS [_Annoyed._] Go right ahead!
MRS. WOLFF
An', o' course, that fool of a Motes had to find 'em first thing. Here near the house you ain't goin' to lay no more snares at all!
Y'understan'? Next thing'll be that people say we laid 'em.
JULIUS
Aw, you stop your jawin'.
[_Both eat._
MRS. WOLFF
Look here, Julius, we're out of wood, too.
JULIUS
An' you want me to go this minute, I suppose?
MRS. WOLFF
It'd be best if we got busy right off.
JULIUS
I don't feel my own bones no more. Anybody that wants to go c'n go. I ain't.
MRS. WOLFF
You men folks always does a whole lot o' talkin', an' when it comes to the point, you can't do nothin'. I'd work enough to put the crowd of you in a hole and drag you out again too. If you ain't willin' to go to-night by no means, why, you've got to go to-morrow anyhow. So what good is it?
How are the climbin' irons? Sharp?
