George.
Then--as soon as he returns. [ Brauer is heard breathing heavily.] Ah, here he is!
Brauer.
[Enters.] Why, that is almost an old-time Biblical miracle. Just think, children, think of it---- But where is Gertrude? Well? Can't you speak?
Marie.
[Trembling.] I think she is dressing!
Brauer.
Well, it will interest you also, so listen: I met the assistant pastor as he came from the house here, and he told me, rather piqued, that our good old pastor had suddenly risen from his bed and limpingly insisted upon delivering the wedding discourse himself. Well--what's the matter? Aren't you glad?
George.
H'm----