Now the GHOST, wrapped in winding sheets, comes out of the entrance.
STUDENT. Good God, what is that I see?
HUMMEL. What do you see?
STUDENT. Don't you see?... There, at the entrance.... The dead man?
HUMMEL. I see nothing at all, but that was what I expected. Tell me....
STUDENT. He comes out in the street.... [Pause] Now he turns his head to look at the flag.
HUMMEL. What did I tell you? And you may be sure that he will count the wreaths and study the visiting-cards attached to them.... And I pity anybody that is missing!
STUDENT. Now he goes around the corner....
HUMMEL. He wants to count the poor at the other entrance.... The poor are so decorative, you know.... "Followed by the blessings of many".... But he won't get any blessing from me!—Between us, he was a big rascal!
STUDENT. But charitable....