George.
[To Marie.] And that is why you love it so, because it is so foreign and strange?
Marie.
[Busy with linen.] Perhaps!
Gertrude.
No, that is not the reason----
Marie.
Well then, what is it?
Gertrude.
I'm going to tell on you. One day papa took her to the Opera, down in the city; there they saw the African----