GRUNERT

No, you're not famous for caring about them.

MRS. HENSCHEL

An' it'd be a bad thing if he was!

HENSCHEL

[_Slips on wooden pattens and rises. To HANNE._] Hurry now! Hurry! We got
to get our dinner. This very day we still has to go down to the smithy.

GRUNERT

[_Has finished writing his prescription, which he leaves lying on the
table. He slips his note book and pencil back into his pocket and says as
he is about to go:_] You'll hurry this to the chemist's. I'll look in
early in the morning.

[_HENSCHEL sits down at the table._

_HAUFFE comes in slowly. He has wooden pattens on and leathern
breeches and also carries a lighted lantern._

HAUFFE

That's dirty weather for you again!

HENSCHEL