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Then Schwartz was very angry , and ran at the old gentleman to turn him out ; but he also had hardly touched him , when away he went after Hans and the rolling-pin , and hit his head against the wall as he tumbled into the corner . And so there they lay , all three . Then the old gentleman spun himself round with velocity in the opposite direction ; continued to spin until his long cloak was all wound neatly about him ; clapped his cap on his head , very much on one side -LRB- for it could not stand upright without going through the ceiling -RRB- , gave an additional twist to his corkscrew mustaches , and replied with perfect coolness : `` Gentlemen , I wish you a very good morning . At twelve o'clock to-night , I 'll call again ; after such a refusal of hospitality as I have just experienced , you will not be surprised if that visit is the last I ever pay you . '' `` If ever I catch you here again , '' muttered Schwartz , coming , half frightened , out of the corner , -- but , before he could finish his sentence , the old gentleman had shut the house-door behind him with a great bang ; and past the window , at the same instant , drove a wreath of ragged cloud , that whirled and rolled away down the valley in all manner of shapes ; turning over and over in the air ; and melting away at last in a gush of rain . `` A very pretty business , indeed , Mr. Gluck ! '' said Schwartz .