And this is his home-coming!
Geert.
Do you expect me to sit on the sinner’s bench? No, thank you.
Kneir.
[Anxious; almost crying.] The whole village talked about you—I couldn’t go on an errand but——
Geert.
[Curtly.] Let them that talk say it to my face. I’m no thief or burglar.
Kneir.
No, but you raised your hand against your superior.
Geert.