Yes, yes; it seems to annoy you to have any one keep an eye on you and your conduct----
George.
My life has been as an open book to this day.
Brauer.
But after to-day--what about that? Who can look into the future? Who can look into your heart and read your thoughts? Who knows what may happen over night, eh?
George.
Uncle, these are insults I will not endure, even from you----
Brauer.
Well! What then! Come on! [Jumps up, facing him, ready to fight.]