[Aunt Clara shakes her head apprehensively as she follows him with her eyes, heaves a deep sigh, occupies herself with this and that in the room, then seems to be listening to a noise on the left. She straightens up energetically. Presently the door on the left is opened.]
Hella (enters, dressed in black. She looks solemn and rather pale. She slowly approaches Aunt Clara. The two face each other and eye each other for a moment). I thought Paul was here.
Aunt Clara. Paul will surely be back any minute.
Hella. Will he? Then I shall wait. (She turns around and starts for the window.)
Aunt Clara (hesitates a moment, then with a sudden effort). Madam ... Doctor ...? (Takes a step in the direction of Hella. )
Hella (looks around surprised). Were you saying something?
Aunt Clara (erect). Keep an eye on Paul, madam!... That's all I have to say!
Hella (approaches). How so?
Aunt Clara. I am simply saying, keep an eye on Paul!
Hella (steps up to her, with a searching look). What is going on?...