MRS. WOLFF extinguishes the light.
A MAN'S VOICE
Mrs. Wolff! Mrs. Wolff! Are you still up? [The voice recedes singing:]
"Morningre-ed, morningre-ed,
Thou wilt shine when I am dea-ead!"
LEONTINE
Aw, that's only old "Morningred," mama!
MRS. WOLFF
[Listens for a while, opens the door softly and listens again. When she is satisfied she closes the door and lights the candle. Thereupon she admits the others again.] 'Twas only the constable Mitteldorf.
WULKOW
The devil, you say. That's nice acquaintances for you to have.