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 Dr. Houska.—What has happened?

Kralenec.—This has been a terrible day for us. (Angrily.) Yesterday I received a notice, and today I am ordered to move out!

Dr. Houska.—That is a crisis for you. Where can you go?

Kralenec (Sharply).—Nowhere! They dare not drive me away from here! And if they should insist, I

Tonicka.—Vojtech!

Dr. Houska.—Unfortunate people! Do not be rash, Kralenec! Have you no home?

Kralenec.—I have not, any more than a hundred and twenty others who have been driven out have.

Dr. Houska.—Listen, Kralenec, I do not know whether it will help, for the director’s committee during the past few days has gone crazy but I will go to the company to speak about this case.

Tonicka.—So they would let us stay here?

Dr. Houska.—Yes, and to ask that they do not dismiss you from work. I will do it for that poor little fellow over there, (pointing to the bed.) I will go at once, and bring you an answer directly. (Leaves.)

Kralenec.—It is all useless. They will not give in. And neither will I.

Tonicka.—But it is possible that they will listen to the doctor.

Kralenec.—They will store up that much more against us! (Wildly.) But if they should come and try to drive me out, then may the Lord help them  (seems to collect himself,) and me also! (Crumples up in a chair.) (In the door appear, and . All appear to be in the heat of anger.)

Rokos (Speaking quickly, and excitedly).—Peace be with you! Well, how goes it? Have they been here yet to move you out?

Kralenec.—Not yet. But they may come at any time.