He is very blunt, they say, and no politician at all.
BELLMAUS.
But he has a pretty daughter.
KÄMPE.
What's the use of his pretty daughter? I'd rather he had an ugly wife—one could get at him more easily.
BELLMAUS.
Yes, but he has one—a lady with little curls and fiery red ribbons in her cap.
BOLZ.
Wife or no wife, the man must be ours. Hush, some one is coming; that is Oldendorf's step. He needn't know anything of our conference. Go to your room, gentlemen. To be continued this evening.
KÄMPE (at the door).