Mathilde. Coming here? When?
Laura. Directly. I hadn't noticed—the letter is written from the nearest posting station; they want to take us by surprise—they will be here in a few minutes. Good heavens, what are we to do?
Mathilde (quickly). Tell Axel that!
Laura. I tell him?
Mathilde. Yes, you must.
Laura (in a frightened voice). I?
Mathilde (to AXEL). Laura has something she wants to tell you.
Laura. Mathilde!
Axel. This is something new.
Laura. Oh, do tell him, Mathilde. (MATHILDE says nothing, but goes to the back of the room.)