Agnes.
I shall always love you, Fritz!
Fritz.
Away then, Hallerpfort! Au revoir, papa! Au revoir! Revoir! (Starts for the door on the right.)
Frau von Drosse.
Go by the park, boys--there I have you longer in sight.
Fritz.
Very well, mamma, we will do it! (Passes with Hallerpfort through the door at the centre; on the terrace, he turns with a cheerful gesture, and calls once more.) Au revoir! (His voice is still audible.) Au revoir!
(Frau von Drosse throws kisses after him, and waves her handkerchief, then presses her hand wearily to her heart and sighs heavily.)