BELLMAUS.
I'd rather take nothing at all from them; I'll follow your example.
BOLZ (stroking him).
Noble sentiment, my son! We'll make our way in the world together. What do you think of a hand-organ, Bellmaus! We 'll take it to fairs and sing your songs through. I'll turn and you'll sing.
OLDENDORF.
Since the new owner of the paper is not one of you, you will, in concluding this transaction, find the question only natural—To whom have we ceded our rights?
SENDEN.
The present owner of the paper is—
Enter COLONEL through side door on the left.
OLDENDORF (starting back in alarm).