I'll tell you what, Mr. Krap: this affair must be looked into again. Not a word of it to any one. Our yard would lose its reputation if this came to people's ears.
Krap.
Of course, but
Bernick.
During the dinner-hour you must go down there again; I must have absolute certainty.
Krap.
You shall, Consul. But, excuse me, what will you do then?
Bernick.
Why, report the case of course. We cannot be accessories to a crime. I must keep my conscience clear. Besides, it will make a good impression on both the press and the public, to see me disregard all personal interests, and let justice take its course.
Krap.
Very true, Consul.
Bernick.
But, first of all, absolute certainty—and, until then, silence.
Krap.
Not a word, Consul; and you shall have absolute certainty.
[He goes out through the garden and down the street.
Bernick.
[Half aloud.] Horrible! But no, it's impossible—inconceivable!
[As he turns to go to his own room Hilmar Tönnesen enters from the right.
