FORESTER (sits down again).
Here no one has anything to say, except the forester's assistant Ulrich and his superior. Andrew—
ANDREW.
Father—
FORESTER.
Why do you not look at me?
ANDREW.
I no longer can look any one in the face. I want to go to America as cabin-boy. Let me go, father.
FORESTER.
Boy, it is your duty to answer when your superior asks. What is it that
Godfrey has? Out with it!