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Why, coffee.
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
No.
FRANZISKA.
Tea, then?
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
No.
FRANZISKA.
Then it must be chocolate!
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
No; coffee and chocolate mixed.
FRANZISKA.
Horrible! But it must be good.
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
And yesterday half a dozen trunks came from the hotel, and as many more are still there. Ah, what there is in them all! One whole trunk for hats! A peignoir of real point, and open-work stockings with gold embroidery, and [_in a whisper_] silk chemises--
FRANZISKA.
What? Silk--
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
Yes.
FRANZISKA.
[_With a gesture of horror_.] It is simply sinful.
_Enter_ Magda, _in brilliant morning toilette, speaking outside as she opens the door_.
MAGDA.
_Ma che cosa volete voi? Perche non aspettate, finche vi commando?_ Ha?
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
Now they are getting their share!
MAGDA.
No, no; _e tempo_! [_Shutting the door_.] _Va, bruto_! Good-morning, mamma. [_Kisses her_.] I'm a late sleeper, eh? Ah, good-morning, Aunt Frankie. In a good humor? So am I.
MRS. SCHWARTZE.
What did the strange gentleman want, Magda?
MAGDA.
Stupid beast! He wanted to know when I was going away, the idiot! How can I tell? [_Patting her_.] Eh, _mamma mia_? Oh, children, I slept like the dead. My ear on the pillow, and off! And the douche was so nice and cold. I feel so strong. _Allons, cousine_! Hop! [_Seizes_ Franziska _by the waist and jumps her into the air_.]
FRANZISKA.
[_Furiously_.] What do you--
MAGDA.
[_Haughtily_.] Eh?
FRANZISKA.
[_Cringingly_]. You are so facetious.
MAGDA.
Am I? [_Clapping her hands_.] Breakfast!
_Enter_ Marie, _with a tray of coffee things_.
MARIE.
Good-morning.
FRANZISKA.
Good-morning, my child.
MAGDA.
I'm dying of hunger. Ah! [_Pats her stomach_. Marie _kisses_ Franziska's _hand_.]
MAGDA.
[_Taking off the cover, with unction_.] Delicious! One would know Giulietta was in the house.
FRANZISKA.
