Paul (disdainfully). Of course he had his eye on her estate, the sly rogue! I'd vouch for that.
Aunt Clara (gleefully). Her estate, Grosz-Rukkoschin, went to him right at her marriage. You know that belongs to her from her father's side. You might have that now, Paul.
Paul (interested). Well, and how do the two get along? He and Antoinette?
Aunt Clara (shrugging her shoulders). Oh, Paul, what do I know about it? They have no children.
Paul (relieved). They haven't any children either? Well!
Aunt Clara. They did have one, a girl! But they lost her.
Paul. Lost her ... Well, well!... Hm! Antoinette!... Antoinette Rousselle as Mrs. von Laskowski!... Could I have dreamed such a thing when I was a sophomore with old Heliodor! (He shakes his head, burdened with memories, then with a sudden change.) Well, of course, we shall send the Laskowskis an announcement. We'll attend to that at once! (Starts to go.)
Aunt Clara (holds him by the arm). Never mind, Paul! I have sent it. Yesterday. I was certain it would be all right with you.
Paul (forced to smile). Well, what do you think of Aunt Clara!...
Aunt Clara. It's only on account of the neighbors. Now that you are here and they live right next to us, if we should not even invite them to the funeral....