He’d throw me—— [Stops suddenly, for MRS. MUSKAT has turned away. Both look off stage until LILIOM enters, surrounded by four giggling servant girls.]

LILIOM

Go away! Stop following me, or I’ll smack your face!

A LITTLE SERVANT GIRL

Well, give me back my handkerchief.

LILIOM

Go on now——

THE FOUR SERVANT GIRLS

[Simultaneously.] What do you think of him?—My handkerchief!—Give it back to her!—That’s a nice thing to do!

THE LITTLE SERVANT GIRL