I don't believe it is! Come, Martha, help me a bit, support me a bit!… A body is left too lonely in this world … too deserted! If only a body wasn't so lonely here … so lonely on this earth!
[ROSE and MARTHEL pass out through the hall door.
For some moments the room remains empty. Then old BERND appears in the kitchen. He puts down his basket and the potato hoe and looks about him, earnestly and inquiringly. Meanwhile MARTHEL re-enters the living-room from the hall.
MARTHEL
Is it you, father?
BERND
Is there no hot water! You know I have to have my foot bath! Isn't Rose here yet?
MARTHEL
She isn't here yet, father!