"What is that?" asked Louise, who sat opposite me.
Franz laughed heartily: "I will tell you, another time."
"No, no!" cried Fritz.
"Why, what is it then?" asked the little assessor, looking at me, Fritz Reuter, and then at him, Fritz Triddelsitz. I was silent, and he said:
"I will tell you, another time."
Old Grandfather Habermann laughed with all his might.
When we were by ourselves, afterwards, Fritz took my arm, and said:
"Just tell me, who told the story?"
"Bräsig," said I.
"I thought so," said he, "Bräsig was the chief person in the whole story."