Who sleeps that should not wake? Are you bewitched?
Hush me again, and you’ll be soundly switched!
As though I were a work brute to be dumb!
I’ll talk my fill!
Girl
O Mother, he has come——
Mother
(Her body straightening slightly from its habitual stoop)
Eh? Who might come that I would care to know
Since Ivan left?—He’s dead.