MARIE.
[Frightened.] I? Nothing.
SCHWARTZE.
Perhaps you were going to say, "She stood before your door and you would not open it." Eh?
MARIE.
Yes, yes.
SCHWARTZE.
Do you hear, wife? She stands before our door. Shall we--in spite of our pride--shall we call her in?
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
Oh, Leopold, since everybody thinks so much of her--