FLAMM
[With a touch of jaunty boldness.] Sing with me, Rosie!
ROSE
Oh, but I can't sing, Mr. Flamm.
FLAMM
Ah, that isn't true, Rosie. Don't I hear you often and often singing out on the farm:
"A huntsman from the Rhineland …" Well!
"Rides through the forest green."
ROSE
But I don't know that song a bit, Mr. Flamm.