Nought have I to give them—
(Sobbing.)
No bread, not a crumb, for my starving children!
No crust in the cupboard, no milk in the pot—
(Resting her head on her hands.)
Weary am I, weary of living!
Father, send help to me!
(Lays her head down on her arm and drops to sleep.)
Dritte Scene.
(Man hört eine Stimme von draussen:)