HILDEBRANT
How'd it be if we was to go up there too, missis. Why shouldn't we be joinin' in a little waltz too?
MRS. HENSCHEL
They'd open their eyes pretty wide up there if we did.—But what is it you want of Henschel?
HILDEBRANT
His honour, the judge, has a chestnut stallion that don't want to let hisself be shoed. So we wanted to ax Henschel to step over. If he can't get any beast to stand still, why then—! Well, good evenin', Mrs. Henschel.
MRS. HENSCHEL
Good evenin'.
HILDEBRANT withdraws.