[Slowly approaching the table.] Aw, that business ain't no good 'cept to starve on! When I goes to sell matches, I gets more outa it.
PAULINE
Good-bye, Mrs. John.
MRS. JOHN
[Raging at her brother.] Are you goin' to leave me alone?
BRUNO
[Knuckling under.] Aw, don' go on so. I'm leavin'.
Obediently he withdraws into the adjoining room. MRS. JOHN locks the door behind him with a determined gesture.
PAULINE
That's a feller I wouldn't like to meet in the Tiergarten. Not by night an' not by day neither.