We must not ask about her life.
SCHWARTZE.
[Startled.] What? What? I must, not--
HEFFTERDINGT.
No, no; you must not ask--you must not ask--or-- [Struck by a new thought.] If you do not--yes--I am sure she will confess everything herself.
ACT III.
Scene: the same. Morning. On the table at the left, coffee-service and flowers.
[Mrs. Schwartze and Franziska discovered.]
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
[Excitedly.] Thank Heaven, you've come. Such a time we've had this morning!