George.
Uncle, I beg of you, don't let us begin quarreling so early in the day.
Brauer.
[Angry still.] Very well, but what does it mean?
George.
It is simply a statement of my affairs. I am a free and independent man, and that is to show you that I am not only willing but also able to properly support my wife.
Brauer.
[Still worked up.] But I tell you----
Marie.
[Enters R.] Oh--pardon me, papa--good-morning!