HENSCHEL
There'll be a bit o' bread an' bacon.
[He hangs up his cap.
MRS. HENSCHEL
[Pulling ungently at BERTHEL'S clothes.] How'd you get this way?
HENSCHEL
You'll soon have to buy her somethin' to put on! She's got hardly nothin' on her little body. 'Twas a good thing I had plenty o' blankets along, or she'd ha' been half froze on the way. [After he has removed his fur jacket and warmed his hands.] Best thing would be to put her right straight in a tub.
MRS. HENSCHEL
Best thing would ha' been if you'd ha' left her where she was.