Melchior.
Where do you come from?
Moritz.
From over there——over by the wall. You knocked down my cross. I lie by the wall.——Give me your hand, Melchior.——
Melchior.
You are not Moritz Stiefel!
Moritz.
Give me your hand. I am convinced you will thank me. It won't be so easy again! This is an unusually fortunate encounter.——I came out especially——
Melchior.