Shut up now! Go an' feed the goats. They ain't been milked yet to-night neither. An' give the rabbits a handful o' hay.
LEONTINE tries to make her escape. In the door, however, she runs into her father, but slips quickly by him with a perfunctory Evenin'.
JULIUS WOLFF, the father, is a shipwright. A tall man, with dull eyes and slothful gestures, about forty-three years old.—He places two long oars, which he has brought in across his shoulder in a corner and silently throws down his shipwright's tools.
MRS. WOLFF
Did you meet Emil?
JULIUS growls.
MRS. WOLFF
Can't you talk? Yes or no? Is he goin' to come around, eh?
JULIUS
[Irritated.] Go right ahead! Scream all you want to!