An' I don't want to.
MRS. FIELITZ
You ain't goin' to stop it, Fielitz—not the world an' not me. That's settled.—
[She has said this in a slightly ironical way, yet with a half embarrassed laugh. She now puts away her little book excitedly.
FIELITZ
I can't get to understand reel straight. I'm always thinkin' there's somethin' wrong with you.
MRS. FIELITZ
Maybe there was somethin' wrong with Grabow too, eh? I s'ppose that's the reason he's livin' in his new house this day.—I wish there'd be somethin' like that wrong with you onct in a while. But if somebody don't pull an' poke at you, you'd grow fast to the stool you're sittin' on.
FIELITZ
[With decision.] Mother, put that there thing outta your mind. I tell you that in kindness now. I ain't goin' to lend my help to no such thing. Because why? I knows what that means. Is I goin' to jump into that kind of a mess again? No, I ain't young enough for that no more.