Esther.

[Contemptuously.] The gentleman says "Good evening!" This is his lodging-house, where he does us the honour to sleep!

Rafael.

I know I am rather late. I hope you were not anxious about me, father. Were you? Father! Oh—well!

Esther.

Why should he answer you? What manner of son are you?

Sachel.

Where have you been all day?

Rafael.

I—what does it matter? I know—I promised to do some business for you—but—there were other things—I forgot—I am sorry.