Fräulein Rottenmeier:
That's enough! You will take that impossible child back!
Dete:
You'll have to give me more expense money then, and the fifty marks Herr Sesemann promised.
Fräulein Rottenmeier:
You dare to speak to me like that? I'll not give you one pfennig.
Dete:
You'd better. I've brought just the kind of child Herr Sesemann asked for. Unless you have your own reasons for not wanting her.
Fräulein Rottenmeier:
Get out! And take your wretched niece with you!
Dete:
All right, but you'll give me the money, or I'll write to Herr Sesemann. You think I don't know what your little game is? A rich widower and his sick child. You don't want Klara to get well, not yet, not until you've made him think his little darling can't live without you. Now you can get rid of the impossible child yourself! Sell her to the gypsies for all I care!
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