SCHWARTZE.
Magdalene is no longer my child.
HEFFTERDINGT.
But you may at least hear the circumstances.
SCHWARTZE.
[Dazed.] Yes, I suppose so.
FRANZISKA.
[At a sign from Heffterdingt.] Well, the great dining-hall was crammed. They were almost all strangers. Then I saw his Excellency coming down the room. And on his arm was a lady--
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
On his Excellency's arm?