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You're right in that.
HINZE.
I love you, Master Gottlieb, very much. You have never stroked me the wrong way, you have let me sleep when I felt like it, you have objected whenever your brothers wanted to take me up, to go with me into the dark, and see the so-called electrical sparks--for all this I now want to show my grat.i.tude.
GOTTLIEB.
n.o.ble-hearted Hinze! Ah, how unjustly do they speak ill of you and scornfully, doubting your loyalty and devotion! My eyes are being opened--how my knowledge of human nature is increasing and so unexpectedly!
FISCHER.
Friends, where has our hope for a picture of family life gone to?
LEUTNER.
Why it is almost too nonsensical.
SCHLOSS.
I feel as though I were in a dream.
HINZE.
You are a good man, Master Gottlieb; but, do not take it ill of me, you are somewhat narrow, confined--to speak out freely, not one of the best heads.
GOTTLIEB.
Alas, no!
HINZE.
You don't know now, for example, what you want to do.
GOTTLIEB.
You read my thoughts perfectly.
HINZE.
If you had a m.u.f.f made out of my fur--
GOTTLIEB.
Do not take it amiss, comrade, that this idea just pa.s.sed through my mind.
HINZE.
Why, no, it was an altogether human thought. Can you think of no way of managing?
GOTTLIEB.
Not a thing!
HINZE.
You might carry me around and show me for money; but that is never a sure means of support.
GOTTLIEB.
No.
HINZE.
You might publish a journal or a German paper, with the motto, _h.o.m.o sum_--or a novel; I should be willing to collaborate with you--but that is too much bother.
GOTTLIEB.
Yes.
HINZE.
Well, I'll see that I take even better care of you. Depend upon it, you are yet to become very happy through me.
GOTTLIEB.
O, best, most n.o.ble man. (_He embraces him tenderly_.)
HINZE.
But you must also trust me.
GOTTLIEB.
Entirely. Why, now I realize your honorable spirit.
HINZE.
Well, then, do me a favor and bring the shoemaker immediately to take my measure for a pair of boots.
GOTTLIEB.
The shoemaker? Boots?
HINZE.
You are surprised, but in accomplis.h.i.+ng what I intend to do for you, I have to walk and run so much that I have to wear boots.
GOTTLIEB.
