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This is madness! You want to marry everyone off, and to make things worse, I have to pay the dowry!

- They're young and in love. - That's their business. I hate marriage.

I don't know what love is, and whoever sighs and weeps and despairs over women…

…makes me laugh. Who will guarantee my money's return?

- I shall sign for them. - Good! In you I can trust... In writing!

- Thanks! - “I do promise, I, the undersigned…”

Long live Fritz!

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- Please, be quiet. I need to write for him… - I must settle one of the Rabbi's many schemes.

- Has he someone to marry off? - Always.

I write: “I agree, I, the undersigned, to repay to mister Fritz Kobus one thousand three hundred lire at six percent, when…”

When the said Mr. Fritz will be two hundred years old!

- What are you saying? - That's a good one, truly!

- This is futile, if you're going to make fun of me. - Come now, I was only joking. Here's the money.

- My dear Fritz, how may I repay you? - Always be my loving friend!

- Gentlemen, supper is ready. - Let's go. To the table! - Beppe still has not come?

- And you, what are you doing? - I'll come back to make a toast.

Let him go. Those lovers must be having palpitations. If he delays at all, they might die of anxiety.

- Go, quickly! - Run! - Pests! You will all suffer the pangs of love someday.

- Hey, David, why don't you also have a bride for me today? - Oh Fritz, remember this well: You'll be a husband someday.

But don't you know my motto? Always a friend to all, but a husband? Never!

- We'll see about that. - He's out of his mind.

- May your life always be happy! - Good health to all the bachelors in the world!

Sir, Suzel has arrived. She's the young farmer's daughter. She'd like to greet you, and has some flowers. - Send her in.

Just a few flowers, humble violets, they're the breath of April with a gentle scent.

And it is for you that I snatched them out of the sunshine. If they could speak, you'd hear them murmuring…

“We are the shy and timid daughters of Spring. We are your friends.

“We die tonight and will be happy to say to you, who love the unfortunate ones:

“May heaven give you all the happiness one can hope for.”

And my heart adds a word, modest but sincere: May your life be eternal spring, you who bring comfort to others.

Please, accept the little I can offer to you.

You are very kind, and the delicate fragrance of your flowers touches me dearly. I am grateful to you.

Now, come join us at my side.

- Are you shy? Of what? - Oh… no… - Little one!

- (How pretty she is! She is like a flower from the fields!) - (What simplicity!)

- And how is your poor old daddy? - Daddy is well. But, he is waiting to see you.

Surely I will come. Tell me, how are the fields?

Everything is cheerful, the sky is radiant, the air is sweet and gentle, and the meadow is in full bloom.

Suzel, have a drink. I will come in a few days. Drink! Don't be that way.

- Greetings! - You're here, old Rabbi! - You're just in time. - Here's some wine.

Who will make a toast?

Child, you are here as well? (How grown up and beautiful the little rascal has become!)

- Who can it be? - The Gypsy! - That's Beppe!