Helms [laughs incredulously]. Ain't I? Well, if I may take the liberty to ask, who is her father?
Krakau. That's all right. We'll not talk about it any more.
Helms. Oh yes, we will! Who is her father, if I am not?
Krakau. That's all right.
Helms. Just empty talk, eh? I might have known it. You just say such things because I owe you seventeen pfennig.
Krakau. Twenty-seven! I laid out ten for cake last Friday.
Helms. Twenty-seven, then. And that's why you make up these stories to annoy me.
Krakau.. Have it your way.
Helms [whimpering]. Why don't you speak out, then? If I am not Andrea's father, who is? You can't leave it like this. Who is the man you accuse, eh? Was it Axel?
Krakau [scornfully]. No.