The Grandfather. Do you not feel anxious?
The Uncle. Why should we feel anxious? What's the good of harping on that? There is nothing more to fear.
The Grandfather. Your sister is older than you?
The Uncle. She is the eldest of us all.
The Grandfather. I do not know what ails me; I feel uneasy. I wish your sister were here.
The Uncle. She will come; she promised to.
The Grandfather. I wish this evening were over!
[The Three Daughters come in again.]
The Father. He is asleep?
The Eldest Daughter. Yes, father; very sound.