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Aunt Hollunder!

What now?

When your son was born—when you brought him into the world

Well?

Nothing.

[Muttering as she exits.] Sleep it off, you good-for-nothing lout. Drink and play cards all night long—that's all you know how to do—and take the bread out of poor people's mouths—you can do that, too. [She exits.]

Ficsur!

[At the window.] Julie's going to have a baby. You told me before.

This scheme—about the cashier of the leather factory—there's money in it