I don't know … I reely can't say … I was feelin' so queer …
SIEBENHAAR
Seems to me you're not lying comfortably. Let me straighten your pillows a bit. Does the doctor see you regularly?
MRS. HENSCHEL
[With tearful excitement.] I don't know how it is—they just leaves me alone. No, no, you're Mr. Siebenhaar, I know that. An' I know more'n that: you was always good to me an' you has a good heart, even if sometimes you made an angry face. I can tell you: I'm that afraid! I'm always thinkin': it don't go quick enough for him.
SIEBENHAAR
What doesn't go quick enough?
MRS. HENSCHEL
[Bursting into tears.] I'm livin' too long for him—! But what's to become o' Gustel?