Amelia:
He didn't believe me. He kissed me—and I ran away.
Mother:
The Red Cross!
Amelia: [Eagerly.]
Yes; that is what I was going to tell you just now. That is why I was packing the bag. [Gets it.] I—I want to go. I want to go to-night. I can't stand this waiting.
Mother:
You leave me, too?
Amelia:
I want to go to the front with Franz and Otto and Emil, to nurse them, to take care of them if they are wounded—and all the others. Let me, Mother! I, too, must do something for my country. The grapes are plucked, and the hay is stacked. Hedwig is gathering the wheat. You can spare me. I have been dreaming of it night and day.