Gertrude.
Yes, yes, dear; you are just in time to dress my hair. Have you hairpins?
Marie.
[Shaking her head.] I will get some. [Reels.]
Gertrude.
[Affectionately.] What's the matter, dear? Oh, you must be tired!
Marie.
I am not tired.
Gertrude.
Yes, yes, you are. Now you sit down here. I will fetch them myself. [Quick exit.]