SPITTA
An unmistakable feeling assures me that the child has only now lost its mother.
QUAQUARO
That's true. Its father ain't aroun' an' don' want to have nothin' to do with it. He got married yesterday to the widow of a man who owned a merry-go-roun'! Its mother was no better'n she should be! An' if Mrs. Kielbacke was to take care of it, it'd die like ten outa every dozen what she boards. The way things has come aroun' now—it'll have to die too.
HASSENREUTER
Unless our Father above who sees all things has differently determined.
QUAQUARO
D'you mean Paul, the mason? Not now! No sir! I knows him! He's a ticklish customer where his honour is concerned.
MRS. HASSENREUTER
Just look how the child lies there! It's incomprehensible! Fine linen—even lace! Neat and sweet as a doll! It makes one's heart ache to think how suddenly it has become an utterly forlorn and forsaken orphan.