Nobody asked you to try. Besides—it’s the merest folly to talk of it so much.
Mrs Scholz.
Now there’s an end of everything—(Crying.) After all, it’s not my doing that he lies there ill, and—
Robert.
I never said it was.
Mrs Scholz.
You did. That’s what you did say.
Robert.
Ah, mother—I’d better go. I—mother, I really can’t stand any more.