I haven't much time, else—[He starts to go.]
MOTHER.
Where are you going?
CARL.
I won't tell you, and then, when the old growler asks you where I am, you can answer without blushing that you don't know. Anyway I don't need your gulden—it is best not to draw all your water from one well.
[To himself.]
Here at home they always think the worst things they can about me; why shouldn't I take pleasure in keeping them worried? Why should I say that, since I don't get my gulden, I shall have to go to church, unless a friend helps me out of my predicament?
SCENE III
CLARA.
What does he mean by that?