Brauer.
[With a glance at Marie.] What? Marie, you may remain and chat with George for awhile; he is a very interesting young man. [Softly, to Paul.] Where?
Paul.
Down in the cellar; just as I wanted to put the beer on the ice, I found her there in a dark corner, loaded down with plunder!
Brauer.
Is she there now?
Paul.
Yes, struggling like a demon.
Brauer.
Undoubtedly this offense will earn her a good long term in prison and we will be rid of her for a long time! But how to get her out of the house?