What a birthday! What a birthday!
Jo.
Don’t hang your head so soon, Aunt! Geert was in the right——
Kneir.
In the right! What good does that do?
Geert.
You’re not running after him?
Kneir.
No, to look for Barend. Great God, if he should desert—if he deserts—he also goes to prison—two sons who——
Geert.