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 Jerman. What do you want?

Peasant. What do I want? Aren't you the Anti-Christ diverting our children from the Lord, diverting them to burgle, to raze, to loot?

Jerman. Mother.

Peasant. Thank god I am not your mother. I have come to address you – hecatomb yours to Satan if you have any, do not sacrifice my children. . . You shall never come to see my children again, shall you send troopers or come yourself. Do you think I made them burglars, razers, looters? I would rather cut their veins than have them be taught by a Demon. . . You will as well cry for god's assurance – when it is far too late! Shame!

Kalander. I've told you: the whole village is drunk, especially women.

Jerman. I've been listening to many such guests. . . Such callers. I am heavily dissatisfied by how unified their wordings are; as though it would be one saying it over and over.

Kalander. Be it as I said or be it not. . . Issue a command and we shall follow it. There will be three of us there.

Jerman. Be welcome! Have you. . . Turns to Kalander. In a week beyond this Sunday.

Kalander. There will be three of us there. Greetings!

Jerman. What did you bring?