Over seventy! So what? Damned old landlord’s wife!
She’s over seventy, you— How could you?
Old landlord’s wife, kneel down and face the wall. Stay there until you confess. You—
You all sit here and watch. Don’t go near her. If you care about her, confess. Otherwise she’ll stay there forever. We’ll see who’s stronger
Don’t you cry for her. She’s an exploiting landlord’s wife
If you keep crying, I’ll make your mother kneel down too.
Grandma...
Don’t cry, dear, don’t cry. Everything will be all right,
Maybe I should tell, I thought frantically. Grandma was so frail… . But then would we all get into bigger trouble? What should I do? What should I do, Mom?