"Well, then, I will release you," and with that he brought the cocks.
Hardly was Kurz free when he darted out of the door, as if he expected to find Herr Süssmann waiting for him outside. Bräsig followed, and they came out just as Pomuchelskopp and his escort were passing.
"Preserve us! What is this? Ruhrdanz, what does this mean?"
"Don't take it ill, Herr Inspector, we have turned out our Herr."
Bräsig shook his head: "You have done a very foolish thing!" and he fell into the procession, and many people who were in the street followed to the burgomeister's house. Here the laborers took out the horses, and Ruhrdanz and Willgans and Brinkmann, and several others went in to see the burgomeister.
"Well, Herr," said Ruhrdanz, "we have got him here."
"Whom?"
"Eh, our Herr Pomuchelskopp."
"What? What is that?"
"Oh, nothing, only that we won't have him for our Herr any longer."