Fritz Reuter, In the Year '13: A Tale of Mecklenburg Life
“ And," added he, laying his hand gently on the Miller's shoulder, "they would be right, Miller Voss. What say you, eh?"The Miller looked down at the toes of his boots and scratched his head: "It's true, Herr.""Tell me," said the old gentleman, patting him kindly on the shoulder, "where does the shoe pinch? What is troubling you?""Troubling! say you, Herr Amtshauptmann," shouted the Miller, clapping his hand to the side of his head as if a wasp had stung him. "Troubling! Torturing, you mean. Torturing!--That Jew! That cursed Jew! And then the lawsuit, Herr Amtshauptmann, the cursed lawsuit!" ”
