Muhlingk. Really! I'm glad to hear it! But that is not what brought me here, good people; you have a daughter.
Auguste. (Advancing) At your service!
Muhlingk, What can I do for you?
Auguste. (Deferentially) I am the daughter.
Muhlingk. Ah! very good, very good. But I was not referring to you. The girl's name is Alma.
Frau Heinecke. That's it. And a mighty pretty girl, if I do say it myself.
Muhlingk. Ah! it is always pleasing to see children who make their parents happy. But there is one thing that I don't like--your daughter has taken advantage of the fact that I have allowed you to occupy my house, and has established illicit relations with my son. Frankly, I expected a little more gratitude.
Frau Heinecke. Oh, Herr Councillor!
Muhlingk. In order to sever all connection whatsoever between your house and mine, I offer you a cash compensation--which you, my dear Heinecke, and your daughter Alma, may divide, with the understanding that half will go to her as a dowry, as soon as she finds someone who--(Laughs discreetly) Well, you understand! Until then, the entire sum will be at your disposal. Do you agree?
Auguste. (Behind Heinecke) Say yes!