MRS. FIELITZ takes the picture, grasps WEHRHAHN'S hand with a swift motion and kisses it, weeping.
EDE
[Audibly.] Has anybody maybe got a bit o' sponge in his pocket, 'cause, you see, stockin's don't absorb so much water.
WEHRHAHN
Make a note of that fellow, Glasenapp! Out with him! At once! You are to withdraw!
EDE withdraws with absurd gestures of his arms and legs. Suppressed laughter.
WEHRHAHN
I'm really very much surprised at you, Langheinrich. That fellow has a regular felon's face. One of those knife ruffians; a regular socialist. He's been in gaol several times on account of street brawls. And that's the kind of a man that you take into your shop and home.
LANGHEINRICH
All that don't concern me, your honour. I don't mix in politics.