Mrs Buchner.
Yes! and he looks back with such affection on the time when his little mother gave him his first lessons.
Mrs Scholz.
Does he?—Good Lord, yes! those were pleasant times. Then I used to think—every thing turns out differently—Oh! I’m so agitated!
Mrs Buchner.
So agitated?—What about?
Mrs Scholz.
Why—about his coming—how does he look now—really?
Mrs Buchner.