SCHÖN. What's your father doing here?
LULU. What's the matter?
SCHÖN. If I were your husband that man would never come over my threshold.
LULU. You can speak intimately. He's not here. (Referring to Schwarz.)
SCHÖN. Thank you, I'd rather not.
LULU. I don't understand.
SCHÖN. I know that. (Offering her a seat.) I should like to speak with you just on that subject.
LULU. (Sitting down uncertainly.) Why didn't you tell me so yesterday, then?
SCHÖN. Please, nothing now about yesterday. I did tell you two years ago.
LULU. (Nervously.) Oh, yes,—Hm!