[He puts his long whip in a corner and hangs up his cap.
HANNE returns and takes up her work again, although visibly enraged.
HENSCHEL
Girl, get a light!
HANNE
One thing after another!
HENSCHEL
[Puts out the light in the lantern and hangs it up.] Heaven only knows what all this is comin' to. First my wife gets sick! Then this here horse drops down! It looks as if somethin' or somebody had it in for me! I bought that gelding Christmas time from Walther. Two weeks after an' the beast's lame. I'll show him. Two hundred crowns I paid.
MRS. HENSCHEL
Is it rainin' outside?