Not a sign of one, excepting two tramps at the inn, the gendarme placed under arrest; but that was the day before yesterday.
Brauer.
H'm! If I had ever had the slightest reason to doubt her word---- Marie, my child, come here to me.
Marie.
Yes, papa!
Brauer.
[Looks at her sharply.] Never mind, now.
Paul.
[Aside to Brauer.] By the way, I saw the old woman again!