Peer.
May I walk with Herr Pastor a bit of the way?
The Lean One.
With pleasure; I'm partial to company.
Peer.
I should like to consult you
The Lean One.
<g>Heraus!</g>[1] Go ahead!
Peer.
You see here before you a good sort of man.
The laws of the state I have strictly observed,
Have made no acquaintance with fetters or bolts;—
But it happens at times that one misses one's footing
And stumbles
The Lean One.
Ah yes; that occurs to the best of us.
Peer.
Now these trifles you see
The Lean One.
Only trifles?
Peer.
Yes;
From sinning en gros[1] I have ever refrained.
The Lean One.
Oh then, my dear fellow, pray leave me in peace;—
- ↑ So in original.
