[Scared and staring at her, is silent. After a few moments, softly.] It's a young forester from Rixdorf.
MRS. WOLFF
Go an' creep under the bed, Julius. [After a pause.] If only you wasn't such an awful fool. You don't open your mouth but what you act like a regular tramp. You don't understand nothin' o' such things, if you want to know it. You let me look out for the girls. That ain't no part o' your concern. That's a part of my concern. With boys that'd be a different thing. I wouldn't so much as give you advice. But everybody's got their own concerns.
JULIUS
Then don't let her come runnin' straight across my way.
MRS. WOLFF
I guess you want to beat her till she can't walk. Don't you take nothin' like that into your head. Don't you think I'm goin' to allow anythin' like that! I let her be beaten black an' blue? We c'n make our fortune with that girl. I wish you had sense about some things!
JULIUS
Well, then let her go an' see how she gets along!