WEHRHAHN
You! Mrs. Schulze! You can go your ways!
MRS. SCHULZE withdraws rapidly.
MRS. FIELITZ
I'd like to ax your honour … we don't even know where we're goin' to sleep to-night.
WEHRHAHN
Are you asleep now, Fielitz?
FIELITZ
[Frightened from the contemplation of his clock.] Not me, your honour!