know it, you see.

Windrank. But they don't go together, the organ music and the
singing in here. I've always been a God-fearing man, ever since I
was at home.

German (ironically). Happy the man brought up in that way! You
had a mother--

Windrank (moved). Yes--yes!

German. Who tucked you up nights and taught you to say: "Now I
lay me down to sleep."

Windrank. That's it!

German. And a fine woman she was!

Windrank (on whom the drink is beginning to show its effect.)
Oh, if you only knew!

German. The Lord has heard her prayers. You're weeping. So you
must be a good man.

Dane. Dear me!

German. If your mother could only see you now--with those tears
in your eyes!

Windrank. Oh, I know I'm a poor miserable sinner--I know it! But