Rita.
[On the verandah, listening.] Hush! Be quiet! Let me hear what they are saying!
[Rita rushes back with a piercing shriek, into the room.
Allmers.
[Following her.] What did they say?
Rita.
[Sinking down beside the armchair on the left.] They said: “The crutch is floating!”
Allmers.
[Almost paralysed.] No! No! No!
Rita.