Leave her, eh? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
MRS. MUSKAT
Don’t flatter yourself. [Quite embarrassed.] Serves me right, too. If I had any sense I wouldn’t have run after you—— My God, the things one must do for the sake of business! If I could only sell the carousel I wouldn’t be sitting here. . . . Come, Liliom, if you have any sense, you’ll come back. I’ll pay you well.
LILIOM
The carousel is crowded just the same . . . without me?
MRS. MUSKAT
Crowded, yes—but it’s not the same.
LILIOM
Then you admit that you do miss me.