Grandmother. As the oldest of the family—which is the only merit I possess—let me bid you welcome. (LEONARDA gives a start, then kneels down and kisses her hand.)
Mrs. Röst. Good gracious!
Cornelia. Well!
Mrs. Röst. Let us go away!
Röst (in a low voice). Does your lordship wish—?
Bishop (in the same tone). No, thank you—I must go through with it now.
Röst. Good morning, then!
Bishop. Many thanks for your visit and for being so frank with me.
Mrs. Röst. That is always our way, your lordship. Good morning!
Cornelia (as they advance to take leave of her). I will see you out.