FIELITZ
Not me! Not me! You c'n depend on that! You ain't agoin' to down me! You c'n take my word for it.
[He sits down, exhausted.
MRS. FIELITZ
Maybe you might like throwin' some more boots. There's plenty of 'em around here—I s'ppose you married me for love, eh?
FIELITZ
God knows why I did!
MRS. FIELITZ
If you'll go an' study it out, maybe you'll know why. Maybe it was out o' pity? Eh? Maybe not.—Or maybe it was the money I had loaned out?—Well, you see! I s'ppose that was it.—You c'n live a hundred years for my part! But it's always the same thing. 'Twasn't much different with Julius neither. If things had gone his way, I wouldn't have nothin' saved this day neither. The trouble is a person is too good to you fellers.