Ha ha ha ha!

(Both laughing.)

Such anger, mother, don't take it ill,

seems stupid to me, I must say!

But where, where think you the children can be?

Mother (snappishly and curtly).

For aught I know, at the Ilsenstein!

Father (horror-struck).

The Ilsenstein! Come, come, have a care!

(Fetches a broom from the wall.)