[Disappears.
MIELCHEN
[Puts her head in at the window, laughing.] Gran'father, gran'father, they've shot with their guns. Two or three's been knocked down, an' one of 'em's turnin' round and round like a top, an' one's twistin' hisself like a sparrow when its head's bein' pulled of. An' oh, if you saw all the blood that came pourin'—!
[Disappears.
A WEAVER'S WIFE
Yes, there's two or three'll never get up again.
AN OLD WEAVER
[In the entry-room.] Look out! They're goin' to make a rush on the soldiers.
A SECOND WEAVER
[Wildly.] Look, look, look at the women! skirts up, an' spittin' in the soldiers' faces already!