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Haus,
Oh yes, — you mean, Borromaus, that I used to do more than
that, and so I did, -- but nothing better. I used to go
in town every day, and sit at a desk from eight to two, and
something as late as three or four o’clock.
Borr.
It must be pretty bad, to sit in one place for six hours
every day, -- I used to City you, sir, when you got back
out in the country so late. And then in winter –
Haus.
But what's a man to do, Borromaus? There's another
fællow in my place now, and if he outlives his usefulness,
like me, he'll get a pension too, and there’11 be another
new man at the desk. It doesn’t matter who fits there,
though, it's all the same thing. But ah, that's a differ¬
ent kind of man from us, Borromaus,! Is pensioned of, the
place is pretty certain to wait a long time to be filled.
Yes, yes, a man like that has to consider what he owes to
the world, eh, Borromaus?
Bor.
To be sure.
Haus.
You don't think so at all, you simply don't understand,
not in the least. Didn’t you ever notice Heinrich?
never saw the halo round his head, eh? There, you see! – –!