Strohbach (to Wolf).  ’Jew flunky!  Here we have been fighting the Jews for ten years, and now you are helping them to power again.  How much do you get for it?’

Holansky.  ‘What he wants is a strait-jacket!’

Wolf continues his reading.  It is a market report now.

Remark flung across the House to Schonerer:  ’Die Grossmutter auf dem
Misthaufen erzeugt worden!’

It will be judicious not to translate that.  Its flavour is pretty high, in any case, but it becomes particularly gamy when you remember that the first gallery was well stocked with ladies.

Apparently it was a great hit.  It fetched thunders of joyous enthusiasm out of the Christian Socialists, and in their rapture they flung biting epithets with wasteful liberality at specially detested members of the Opposition; among others, this one at Schonerer, ’Bordell in der Krugerstrasse!’ Then they added these words, which they whooped, howled, and also even sand, in a deep-voiced chorus:  ’Schmul Leeb Kohn!  Schmul Leeb Kohn!  Schmul Leeb Kohn!’ and made it splendidly audible above the banging of desk-boards and the rest of the roaring cyclone of fiendish noises. [A gallery witticism comes flitting by from mouth to mouth around the great curve:  ’The swan-song of Austrian representative government!’ You can note its progress by the applausive smiles and nods it gets as it skims along.]

Kletzenbauer.  ‘Holofernes, where is Judith?’ [Storm of laughter.]

Gregorig (the shirt-merchant).  ’This Wolf-Theatre is costing 6,000 florins!’

Wolf (with sweetness).  ‘Notice him, gentlemen; it is Mr. Gregorig.’ [Laughter.]

Vieholawek (to Wolf).  ‘You Judas!’

Schneider.  ‘Brothel-knight!’

Chorus of Voices.  ‘East-German offal tub!’

And so the war of epithets crashes along, with never-diminishing energy, for a couple of hours.

The ladies in the gallery were learning.  That was well; for by-and-by ladies will form a part of the membership of all the legislatures in the world; as soon as they can prove competency they will be admitted.  At present, men only are competent to legislate; therefore they look down upon women, and would feel degraded if they had to have them for colleagues in their high calling.

Wolf is yelling another market report now.

Gessman.  ‘Shut up, infamous louse-brat!’

During a momentary lull Dr. Lueger gets a hearing for three sentences of his speech.  The demand and require that the President shall suppress the four noisiest members of the Opposition.

Wolf (with a that-settles-it toss of the head).  ’The shifty trickster of
Vienna has spoken!’