Heinrich shook his head, "Impossible." He uttered to himself.
Just then, the door knocked. Heinrich opened the door slowly, finding August on the other side.
"What is so impossible that you have to talk to yourself?" August sneered, as usual.
Heinrich cleared his throat nervously, "Why have you arrived?"
"Answer my question first," August insisted, "Master."
Heinrich scoffed."Of course, you would address me as 'Master' when you want things to flow your way."
August shrugged.
"I am not answerable to you. You tell me, why have you arrived?" Heinrich asked, turning the topic around.
August sighed, "I just came here to inform you about our new farm. We have planted everything from scratch. Stop daydreaming about your Mistress, and come take a look at the farm."
Heinrich coughed loudly, "Daydreaming about what, now?" He seemed flustered, "August Hoover, do not step over the line!"
