[He gets up.
MRS. BAUER. It's settin' right beside the other dumb-waiter, [He goes out.] Oh, Gott!—Oh, Gott!—Oh, Gott!
[Enter Karl, and Fritzi. Fritzi is crying.
MRS. BAUER. [Running to them.] What's the matter?
[She hushes them and carefully closes the door.
KARL. The boys make fun of us; they mock us.
FRITZI. They mock us—"Miau! Miau!" they cry, and then they go like this——
[Fritzi imitates kicking and breaks out crying afresh.
MRS. BAUER. Hush, Fritzi, you mustn't let your father hear.
FRITZI. He'd make them shut up.