And you are no longer vexed with us?
OLDENDORF.
Your intention was good, but it was a great indiscretion.
BOLZ.
Forget all about it! (Aloud.) Here, take your glass and sit down
with us. Don't be proud, young statesman! Today you are one of us.
Well, here sits the editorial staff! Where is worthy Mr.
Henning—where tarries our owner, printer and publisher, Gabriel
Henning?
KÄMPE.
I met him a little while ago on the stairs. He crept by me as shyly as though he were some one who had been up to mischief.
BOLZ.
Probably he feels as Oldendorf does—he is again not pleased with the attitude of the paper.
MILLER (thrusting in his head).