HANNE
Try it, that's all I says.
FRANZ
[Almost weeping with pain and rage.] An' I will try it, too! You take care o' yourself an' I'll take care o' myself. If that's the way you're goin' to act, I c'n do the same! [With a sudden change of front.] But I don't want to have nothin' more to do with you! You c'n throw yourself at his head for all I cares! A crittur like you isn't good enough for me!
[Exit hastily.
HANNE
So it worked at last. An' that's all right.
While HANNE continues busy at her washing, WERMELSKIRCH appears in the passage at the rear. He is a man in the fifties; the former actor is unmistakable in him. He wears a thread-bare dressing-gown, embroidered slippers, and smokes a very long pipe.
WERMELSKIRCH
[Having looked in for a while without being noticed by HANNE.] Did you hear him cough?