HINZE (quietly).
Do bethink yourself, otherwise the whole play will break in a thousand pieces.
SCHLOSS.
I wish somebody would tell me why I can no longer understand anything.
FISCHER.
My intelligence is at a standstill too.
GOTTLIEB.
So my fortune is yet to be determined today?
HINZE.
Yes, dear Gottlieb, even before the sun sets. See, I love you so much that I would run through fire for you—and you doubt my sincerity?