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[Sulkily.] I had to put some clothes on first, I suppose.

Yes, you must dress yourself properly, and then you must run at once and fetch my son.

[Looking at her in astonishment.] You want me to fetch Mr. Erhart?

Yes; tell him he must come home to me at once; I want to speak to him.

[Grumbling.] Then I'd better go to the bailiff's and call up the coachman.

Why?

To get him to harness the sledge. The snow's dreadful to-night.

Oh, that doesn't matter; only make haste and go. It's just round the corner.

Why ma'am, you can't call that just round the corner!