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Enough! Will you listen to me this time?
Let's start again!
Most of all, not too loud!
- Noel! Jesus has been born… here is our divine master… - No, no! That's not it!
You dare sing like that when your sister Charlotte is here?
She must be hearing everything through that door!
That's it! Much better!
Jesus has been born, here is our divine master, kings and shepherds of Israel!
In heaven the faithful guardian angels have opened their wings and are singing everywhere, Noel!
- Bravo, children! - Bravo for the song! - Mister Schmidt! Mister Johann!
But, it seems you're singing Christmas carols in July. Bailli, that's certainly thinking about it in advance!
Go ahead and laugh, Johann. Not everyone's an artist like you.
And teaching singing to young brains is no small feat!
- Good day, Sophie! Charlotte isn't far… - Yes, Mister Schmidt, since Charlotte and I take care of the family.
- Eh! The fantastic weather! Are you coming? - In a moment.
- My sister is getting dressed for the ball. - Yes, the ball for friends and family that they're giving in Wetzlar.
- They're coming to get Charlotte. - So that's it!
Koffel put on his riding-coat, Steiner has rented the brewer's horse, Hoffmann and Goulden have carriages.
Mister Werther seemed less of an ambitious dreamer to me.
- That young man is an excellent lad. - Yes, but not good to dine with.
- He's well educated and quite distinguished. - A bit melancholy… - Certainly! He's never happy!
They say the Prince is promising him an ambassadorship! He holds him in high esteem.
- A diplomat! Bah! That's meaningless at the dinner table. - That sort doesn't know how to empty a glass!
- See you soon at the Golden Grape. - Yes, you owe us. - Again?!
Yes sir! And, it's crayfish today, thick as an arm. Gretchen promised it to us.
Gluttons! Partners in crime!
- You won't wait for Charlotte, my friends? - We'll see her this evening. We'd like to walk around in town a little.
- To whet your appetite? - He always exaggerates. Let's go, it's getting late!
By the way, when will Albert return?
I don't know, he hasn't said anything to me yet.
But, he writes me that his affairs are going very well.
Perfect! Albert is a fine and faithful lad. He's a model husband for your Charlotte.
And us old fellers will dance at the wedding until we're out of breath!
Good evening, children!
I'll see you soon.
Long live Bacchus! May he live forever!
Go back in. We'll sing our carol again before dinner, note by note.
Sophie, go see what Charlotte is doing.