Leonore. They will probably come often. They haven't anything else to do. (Looking at the clock--aside) Oh, how the time drags! (The servant goes out)
Frau Muhlingk. You must not speak so harshly about these gentlemen, my child. You know Lothar wants to pay court to you.
Leonore. Really?
Frau Muhlingk. Haven't you noticed it?
Leonore. I haven't paid any particular attention.
Frau Muhlingk. (To her husband) It's unbearable, Theodore!
Muhlingk. We've had enough of this tone, my child. Even the pride in your paternal bank account has its limits.
Leonore. (Looking at him) Pride in the paternal bank account?
Muhlingk. Well, how can we explain this manner you have assumed for the last ten years, sending home every rich and respected man who has proposed to you?--I am a simple, middle-class man. I made my own way with my own help----
Kurt. That is to say, he married a rich wife.