Ebeling (accompanying him to the door).
Good-bye, my dear fellow. No bad feelings now----
v. Tietz.
Oh, I say! Of course not! (Goes out.)
Ebeling.
Won't you sit down?
Frau v. Yburg.
Oh, no. Margot is only going to glance around a bit. Yes, my little girl, you may well look about. Between these four walls many a fate has been shaped.
Ebeling.
Let us rather say, has been mended.