In the next room. But you might at least be civil and shake hands with Otto, who wishes us no harm and who has come here to protect us.
Floris
I don’t want his protection, thank you!
(Exit, slamming the door behind him.)
Otto
You see the hatred! Amazing! It’s the same everywhere, all the time, wherever we go. They simply will not listen, they will not understand. I was conscious of its existence even in the heart of your father, who is the best-natured, fairest and most tranquil-minded man I know. What can we do, when they treat us like that?... But we must keep an eye on the boy. So long as he confines his offensive remarks to me, there’s no great harm done, but it would be a bad look out for him if he took it into his head to treat the Major or Lieutenant von Schaunberg in this way, for they are neither of them very patient. (A shot is fired in the distance.) That’s a shot!
Isabelle
Yes, at the bottom of the garden, near the wood.
(Enter hurriedly the Burgomaster and Floris.)
The Burgomaster