SCHWARTZE.
What?--Yes, yes, I forgot. Do what you will, my daughter.
MARIE.
Magda--oh, Magda!
MAGDA.
[Taking her mantle.] Be patient, darling. We'll have a talk soon all to our two selves. And you'll all come to breakfast with me, won't you? We can have a good chat and love each other!--so much!
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
We--breakfast with you?
MAGDA.
I want to have you all under my roof.