Hoffman:
Well, then, we can get married and get acquainted afterward.
Amelia: [Faintly.]
I wanted to be a nurse.
Hoffman:
Nonsense! Pretty girls like you should marry. The priests and the generals have commanded it. It's for the fatherland. Ought she not to wed me, Mother?
Mother: [Nodding impersonally.]
Aye, it is for the fatherland they ask it.
Hoffman:
Of course. It is your patriotic duty, Amelia. You're funny. All the young women are tickled at the chance. But you are the one I have picked out, and I am going to have you. Now, there's a good girl—promise!