Trast. Have I the right?
Robert. (Hesitatingly) Good, come!
Frau Heinecke. (Tenderly, in tears) Robert!
Robert. (Tries to conceal his excitement) I--shall come--again--to say--good-bye! Now I have something important to do. (He goes towards the door)
Frau Heinecke. (At the door, wringing her hands) Herr Kurt and him! Oh, there'll be trouble!
Trast. (Aside) Shh! ssh!--Well, are we off?
Robert. (To his mother, in great excitement, tenderly) And if we--don't see each other--(Controlling himself) Good! We'll go!
(Both go out as