STROEBEL. Herr Beermann, I am astounded. You are the President of
the Society for the Suppression of Vice?
BEERMANN. Can I help it that I was elected?
STROEBEL. But at least you represent the views of your Society. I
thought you came here for that reason.
BEERMANN. For what reason?
STROEBEL. To express your satisfaction at our discovery of the
business of this person.
BEERMANN. You thought I came here on that account?
STROEBEL. Didn't you?
BEERMANN [mopping his brow with his handkerchief]. You'll have to
pardon me, Herr Assessor; I am still affected by that running up
and down stairs.
STROEBEL. Perhaps our conversation tires you?
BEERMANN. Don't mention it. I simply cannot follow you so quickly,
A moment ago you mentioned a diary, didn't you?
STROEBEL. Of this Hauteville woman.--Yes.
BEERMANN. Have you been through this diary?
STROEBEL. No. I have not had time yet.
BEERMANN. But you just spoke about some jesting comments in it.
STROEBEL. Only those I noticed in glancing through it.
BEERMANN [relieved]. Ah!
STROEBEL. Besides, I must tell you, Herr Beermann, that the
contents of this book must remain a secret to you. My orders are
not to show it to anyone.
BEERMANN. No, no. I don't want to know anything about it.
STROEBEL. You will find out everything later when the matter comes
up in court.
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