Hoffman:
They are coming to the rescue of their country. Saving it; else it will perish.
Hedwig: [Bitterly.]
Ha!
Hoffman: [Waxing warmer.]
They are the saviors of the future.
Hedwig: [Sadly.]
The future!
Mother: [Softly, laying her hand on Hedwig's shoulder.]
Hedwig, be more respectful. Herr Hoffman is a lieutenant.