(About a month later.)
Franz: (Jumping off the treehouse ladder) Good morning, Mama!
Elisabeth: (Cooking breakfast) Good morning, darling!
Franz: I woke up, and the sun streamed in through the window, and Nip jumped on me, and Turk licked me, and I was well! I'm well again, Mama!
Elisabeth: (With a happy laugh, hugging Franz) I'm so glad to hear it!
Franz: Can I help you, Mama?
Elisabeth: Of course! I need a few more sticks for the fireplace. Could you get some?
Franz: Oh, yes!
Laurence: (Enters) Hello, Franz!
Franz: Good morning, Papa! (Dashes away)
Laurence: Franz looks well.
Elisabeth: I think he is. I'm so glad to see him running around again.
Franz: (Carrying some big sticks) Here, Mama!
Laurence: (Smiling) {To Elisabeth} I think we'll just have to save some of those for later. {To Franz} My, you and Fritz are going to need to have a contest. You might be stronger than he is by now!
Franz: Really?
Elisabeth: Maybe.
Franz: I'm going to show Emily and Abi how strong I am! (Runs back up the ladder)
Laurence: Where's Fritz?
Elisabeth: I'm not sure, he must have gotten up early.
Laurence: Well, I'll go find him. He and I need to go hunting today.
Elisabeth: Oh, I forgot.
Laurence: He must have gone for a swim, it's so hot this morning.
Elisabeth: (sadly) It's almost summer again.
Laurence: Don't lose hope, Lissie. A ship will come someday. And, in the meantime, we've done almost what we wanted to do in Australia in the first year, haven't we?
Elisabeth: But there isn't anyone else here, Laurence.
Laurence: There's Emily.
Elisabeth: Yes, but...
Laurence: She and Abi are great friends. And she and Fritz - (he realizes he's said the wrong thing)
Elisabeth: You know I don't like it. We don't even know where her family is or what they're like.
Laurence: (Being a little bit bold) But, if they're happy...
Elisabeth: (Cutting him off) There they are.
Fritz: (Entering with Emily and Abigail, in conversation) Good morning! Are you ready, Father?
Laurence: Just let me get my bow.
Emily: (Looking at the breakfast) That looks wonderful, Mrs. Robinson!
Elisabeth: (Coldly) It's a new recipe.
Fritz: Well, it looks good.
Emily: Would you like help setting the table?
Elisabeth: I suppose.
Fritz: Here, I'll get the plates.
Elisabeth: Oh - Fritz, why don't you get ready for the hunt? I'm sure Abi and Emily and I can finish.
Fritz: Alright.
Abigail: Here are the forks and spoons.
Laurence: (Returning) Alright, let's go.
Elisabeth: Aren't you going to eat?
Laurence: We'd better just take some. I'm hoping to be back by noon.
Fritz: (Sitting down between Emily and Abigail) I'm sure it won't take too long, Mother.
Elisabeth: (Again annoyed) You're probably right, you should go.
Laurence: See you all later!
(Fritz and Laurence exit and everyone else begins to eat.)
Abigail: Would you pass the biscuits, Franz?
Franz: Here.
Jacqueline: This is delicious!
Emily: You ought to cook for royalty, Mrs. Robinson!
Elisabeth: (For once amused at what Emily has to say) I wish I could.