I say, mother, what does that woman want?
Mrs Scholz (frightened).
Oh God-oh-God-oh-God-oh-God!!! How you startle one!
Robert.
What! (puffs) wh—(puffs again), what does Mrs—Mrs Buchner really want here, I should like to know?
Mrs Scholz.
What I want to know is, what your father—what he really wants? Ah, just tell me! what is it?
Robert.
Well, you’ll scarcely refuse him a roof over his head?
Mrs Scholz (perversely, almost in tears).