Nothing, Norbert, dear.
Leonie.
Well, good-bye, Beata. Do be careful of yourself! I should be so sorry to think I had done anything to excite you. Come, Norbert, you must put me in the carriage, and then you can come back to your dear aunt.
Norbert.
I beg your pardon, mother, but I think Aunt Beata needs me now. If you'll wait for me a moment downstairs----
Leonie.
What did I say? I congratulate you, Beata! (She goes out alone.)
Norbert.
What has she been saying to you?
Beata.