ANNA—And how about me? D'you suppose I ain't been thinking, too?
CHRIS—Ay'm sorry, Anna. [He sees her bag and gives a start] You pack your bag, Anna? You vas going—?
ANNA—[Forcibly.] Yes, I was going right back to what you think.
CHRIS—Anna!
ANNA—I went ashore to get a train for New York. I'd been waiting and waiting 'till I was sick of it. Then I changed my mind and decided not to go to-day. But I'm going first thing to-morrow, so it'll all be the same in the end.
CHRIS—[Raising his head—pleadingly] No, you never do dat, Anna!
ANNA—[With a sneer.] Why not, I'd like to know?
CHRIS—You don't never gat to do—dat vay—no more, Ay tal you. Ay fix dat up all right.
ANNA—[Suspiciously.] Fix what up?
CHRIS—[Not seeming to have heard her question—sadly.] You vas vaiting, you say? You vasn't vaiting for me, Ay bet.