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THE PRIME MINISTER
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Mrs. Schiller.
Immediately, Gottfried?

Doctor.
[Nodding.] Then and there—from that very moment.

Mrs. Schiller.
Oh dear! Oh dear! It will be a terrible blow to us. But we must keep up heart, and as soon as the war is over——

Doctor.
Are we to starve in the meantime, Marie?

Mrs. Schiller.
Don't say that, Gottfried. Our income will be less, and we shall have to pinch. But there is Fritz. Before the war began his directors promised him a rise in his salary at Christmas, and only this evening when he went off to the office——

[The door on R. has opened again, and a young man has entered; about twenty-nine; intelligent-looking, rather cynical.

Mrs. Schiller.
Fritz!

Fritz.
Mother!

Mrs. Schiller.
[Nervously.] Have you—have you come back for something?

Fritz.
[Laughing bitterly.] Yes, for good.