GLASENAPP
Somewhere around seventy, your honour.
WEHRHAHN
A bit confused in her upper story, eh?
GLASENAPP
Depends on how you look at it. She's fairly sensible yet.
WEHRHAHN
I can assure you, Glasenapp, that it would be no end of a satisfaction to me to flutter these dove-cotes here pretty thoroughly. These people ought to be made to feel that they're dealing with somebody, after all. Who absented himself from the festivities on the emperor's birthday? Fleischer, of course. The man is simply capable of anything. He can put on all the innocent expressions he pleases. We know these wolves in sheep's clothing. They're too sweet-tempered to harm a fly, but if they think the occasion has come, the hounds can blow up a whole place. Well, here, at least, it will be made too hot for them!
MOTES
[Comes in.] Your servant.