reckoning the two horses of
  which he made him a present, fifty thalers. Total 114 thalers. Deduct
  the above 22 thalers, 7gr. 9pf.; I remain in debt to my master, the
  Major, 91 thalers, 16gr. 3pf." You are mad, my good fellow!

  JUST.
  I willingly grant that I owe you much more; but it would be wasting
  ink to write it down. I cannot pay you that: and if you take my livery
  from me too, which, by the way, I have not yet earned,—I would rather
  you had let me die in the workhouse.

  MAJ. T.
  For what do you take me? You owe me nothing; and I will recommend you
  to one of my friends, with whom you will fare better than with me.

  JUST.
  I do not owe you anything, and yet you turn me away!

  MAJ. T.
  Because I do not wish to owe you anything.

  JUST.
  On that account? Only on that account? As certain as I am in your
  debt, as certain as you can never be in mine, so certainly shall you
  not turn me away now. Do what you will, Major, I remain in your
  service; I must remain.

  MAJ. T.
  With your obstinacy, your insolence, your savage boisterous temper
  towards all who you think have no business to speak to you, your
  malicious pranks, your love of revenge,!!!!!

  JUST.
  Make me as bad as you will, I shall not think worse of myself than of
  my dog. Last winter I was walking one evening at dusk along the river,
  when I heard something whine. I stooped down, and reached in the
  direction whence the sound came, and when I thought I was saving a
  child, I pulled a dog out of the water. That is well, thought I. The
  dog followed me; but I am not fond of dogs, so I drove him away—in
  vain. I whipped him away—in vain. I shut him out of my room at night;
  he lay down before the door. If he came too near me, I kicked him; he
  yelped, looked up at me, and wagged his tail. I have never yet given
  him a bit of bread with my own hand; and yet I am the only person whom
  he will obey, or who dare touch him. He jumps about me, and shows off
  his tricks to me, without my asking for them. He is an ugly dog, but
  he is a good animal. If he carries it on much longer, I shall at last
  give over hating him.

  MAJ. T. (aside).
  As I do him. No, there is no one perfectly inhuman. Just, we will not
  part.

  JUST.
  Certainly not! And you wanted to manage without servants! You forget
  your wounds, and that you only have the use of one arm. Why, you are
  not able to dress alone. I am indispensable to you; and I am—without
  boasting, Major,—I am a servant who, if the worst comes to the worst,
  can beg and steal for his master.

  MAJ. T.
  Just, we will part.

  JUST.
  All right, Sir!