It may turn out to be a regular picture of domestic life, and the cat is only a joke, something like a jest, so to speak, a motive, if I may call it that.
SCHLOSS.
To tell you my honest opinion, I take the whole thing to be a trick to spread sentiment among the people, give them suggestions. You'll see if I'm not right. A revolutionary play, as far as I can understand.
FISCHER.
I agree with you, too, for otherwise the style would be horribly offensive. For my part I must admit I never could believe in witches or spirits, not to mention Puss in Boots.
SCHLOSS.
The age of these phantoms is past. Why, there comes Leutner; perhaps he can tell us more.
[Leutner pushes himself through the crowd.]
LEUTNER.
Good evening, good evening! Well, how are you?