A. As sure as guns!
M. (Spasmodically unarming and kissing her.) ’Sh! don’t use such language. O darling, say it again!
A. As sure as guns!
M. I don’t mean that! Tell me again, that—
A. (Springing up and waltzing about the room.) They’re here—in this very village—to learn German—for three months! Es sollte mich sehr freuen wenn Sie—
M. (Joining in the dance.) Oh, it’s just too lovely for anything! (Unconsciously memorizing:) Es wäre mir lieb wenn Sie morgen mit mir in die Kirche gehen könnten, aber ich kann selbst nicht gehen, weil ich Sonntags gewöhnlich krank bin. Juckhe!
A. (Finishing some unconscious memorizing.)—morgen Mittag bei mir speisen könnten. Juckhe! Sit down and I’ll tell you all I’ve heard. (They sit.) They’re here, and under that same odious law that fetters us—our tongues, I mean; the metaphor’s faulty, but no matter. They can go out, and see people, only on condition that they hear and speak German, and German only.
M. Isn’t—that—too lovely!
A. And they’re coming to see us!
M. Darling! (Kissing her.) But are you sure?