He asked him.
Moritz.
He asked him?——I didn't dare ask anybody.
Melchior.
But you asked me.
Moritz.
God knows, yes!——Possibly Hans, too, has made his will.——Truly they play a remarkable game with us. And we're expected to give thanks for it. I don't remember to have had any longing for this kind of excitement. Why didn't they let me sleep peacefully until all was still again. My dear parents might have had a hundred better children. I came here, I don't know how, and must be responsible because I didn't stay away.——Haven't you often wondered, Melchior, by what means we were brought into this whirl?
Melchior.
Don't you know that yet either, Moritz?
Moritz.