"It's Anna," said Else curtly.
"Which Anna?"
"Anna Rosner, of course."
"But...."
"You can say 'but' as much as you like—it's a fact."
"Else, you don't seriously think that Anna with her reserved character could so far forget herself as to——"
"So far forget herself...? Really, mamma, the number of expressions you keep on using—anyway, I don't think that's quite a case of one's forgetting oneself."
Frau Ehrenberg smiled, not without a certain pride.
The bell rang outside.
"It's he at last," said Else.