[Who has been bending down before the oven, draws herself up quickly.] I'm makin' a fire. Don't you see that?
HENSCHEL
[Sitting down, heavily by the table.] For my part you c'n light the lamp too.
[He pulls out the drawer of the table.
MRS. HENSCHEL
What are you lookin' for?
HENSCHEL
Nothin'.
MRS. HENSCHEL
Then you c'n push it back in. [She steps forward and shuts the drawer.]
I s'ppose you want to wake Berthel up?