Daisy.
Oh, forgive me, mother, dear. I thought you said vases. I'll go (Exit with the vases.)
Frau Mulbridge.
I don't know what's come over the child! Why, she's been such a help these days--thought of everything, wanted to do everything herself.
Kellermann.
A nice little girl--how old is she?
Frau Mulbridge.
Seventeen, her last birthday.
Kellermann.
Is she at school?