Enter CLARA; the MOTHER.
CLARA.
Your wedding dress? Oh, how well it becomes you! It looks as if it had been made today!
MOTHER.
Yes, child, fashion keeps on going forward until it can go no farther and has to turn around and go back. This dress has already been out of style and in again ten times.
CLARA.
But this time it is not exactly in style, dear mother! The sleeves are too wide! It must not annoy you!
MOTHER (smiling).
I should have to be you for that! CLARA.
And so this is the way you looked! But surely you carried a bunch of flowers too, didn't you?