Daisy.
What should I be doing at the coffin?
Frau Mulbridge.
Well, I thought I heard some one go past the door.
Daisy.
You must have been dreaming, mother, dear.
Frau Mulbridge.
Very likely. I haven't been sleeping well these nights. See here, Daisy, perhaps he's left us something--you, at least--tell me, haven't you been thinking about that sometimes?
v. Daisy (apart, with a glance at the clock).
If she doesn't come soon----!