LULU. He'll spring up all at once. (Intensely.) Bussi! He just won't notice anything. (Comes down-stage in a wide circle.) He sees my feet, and watches every step I take. He has his eye on me everywhere. (Touches him with her toe.) Bussi! (Flinching, backward.) It's serious with him. The dance is over. He'll send me to prison. What shall I do? (Leans over, to the floor.) A strange, wild face! (Getting up.) And no one to do him the last services—isn't that sad! (Schwarz returns.)
SCHWARZ. Still not come to himself?
LULU. (Down right.) What shall I do?
SCHWARZ. (Bending over Goll.) Doctor Goll.
LULU. I almost think it's serious.
SCHWARZ. Talk decently!
LULU. He wouldn't say that to me. He makes me dance for him when he doesn't feel well.
SCHWARZ. The doctor will be here in a moment.
LULU. Doctoring won't help him.