The husband and wife embraced each other in true German fashion.
Peter rose and came to the table. “Three of the cases were for five thousand each, and the other two were for two thousand each,” he said, and then hesitated. He wished to be fair to both sides. “I will ask you to fill in the check for eight thousand dollars. That will be two each for three, and one each for two.”
Mr. Bohlmann disengaged himself from his wife, and took his pen. “You do not add your fee,” he said.
“I forgot it,” laughed Peter, and the couple laughed with him in their happiness. “Make it for eight thousand, two hundred and fifty.”
“Och,” said the brewer once more resuming his English. “Dat is too leedle for vive cases.”
“No,” said Peter. “It was what I had decided to charge in case I got any damages.”
So the check was filled in, and Peter, after a warm handshake from both, went back to his office.
“Dat iss a fine yoong mahn,” said the brewer.