--But I should like to know where our good host,
Mr. Dreissiger, has suddenly disappeared to.
[_MRS. DREISSIGER, followed by MRS. KITTELHAUS, now comes forward.
She is a pretty woman of thirty, of a healthy, florid type. A certain
discrepancy is noticeable between her deportment and way of
expressing herself and her rich, elegant toilette._]
MRS. DREISSIGER
That's what I want to know too, Mr. Kittelhaus. But it's what William
always does. No sooner does a thing come into his head than off he goes
and leaves me in the lurch. I've said enough about it, but it does no
good.
KITTELHAUS
It's always the way with business men, my dear Mrs. Dreissiger.
WEINHOLD
I'm almost certain that something has happened downstairs.
_DREISSIGER enters, hot and excited._
DREISSIGER
Well, Rosa, is coffee served?
MRS. DREISSIGER
[_Sulkily._] Fancy your needing to run away again!
DREISSIGER
[_Carelessly._] Ah! these are things you don't understand.
KITTELHAUS
Excuse me--has anything happened to annoy you, Mr. Dreissiger?
DREISSIGER
Never a day passes without that, my dear sir. I am accustomed to it. What
about that coffee, Rosa?
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