Auguste. She's the same way to me.
Robert. (Sorrowfully, to himself) That isn't like her!
Frau Heinecke. (Tenderly) Just wait till she marries my boy!
Robert. (Shocked,--interrupting her) Mother! But I'd forgotten: I've brought some presents for my sisters, and you, too, Brother-in-law.
Auguste. (Jumping up greedily) What have you got? Where is it?
Robert. In the bed-room. There's a card with each one's name on it.
(The three, Auguste ahead, hurry into the bedroom.)
Heinecke. And you've got nothing for us?
Robert. There wasn't anything out there good enough for you, dear parents. Tell me what you want?
Frau Heinecke. If I should see the day when I had a sofa to match them arm-chairs--(She sees that Robert is staring ahead without listening to her) But you ain't listening!