Gertrude.
[Throws arms around her.] Marie!
Marie.
[Kisses her.] My darling!
[She goes to Brauer and kisses his hand.]
Brauer.
You are back all right, I see! Here, here! [Puts hand under her chin.] Head thrown back, I say--why, what's the matter? anything gone wrong with you, eh?
Marie.
[Uncertain.] N--no!