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[Joyfully; with a sigh of relief.] Ah—that's good.

What?

I say—it's all right then—because Wolf—Wolf['' laughs derisively.''] Wolf—that's his name. [She weeps again.]

Crying again? What now?

You're making fun of me again.

I'm not. But when you say, "Wolf—Wolf—" like that, I have to laugh, don't I? [Archly.] What's his name again?

I won't tell you.

All right. If you won't say it, then he's no soldier.

I'll say it.