[To his wife.] Look at her--she is positively livid.
Mrs. Brauer.
What is the matter, my child?
Marie.
Mama, dear, I sat up all night in the train and have had no sleep at all.
Brauer.
And how much longer will it take you----?
Marie.
Only one more trip to town,--but pardon me, papa, the new assistant pastor is at the gate and----