What carriage?
THERESA.
The same as last night.
MARIE.
Is it there? Is it there? [Runs to the window.] Mamma, mamma, come, she's there--the carriage--
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
Why, there is a carriage.
MARIE.
[Beating on the door at the left.] Papa, papa! Come quickly, be merciful, come quickly!
[Exit Theresa at a sign from Franziska.] Enter Schwartze.