Captain (Short for C): Why do you stare at me that way?
M: Well, you don't look at all like a sea captain, sir.
C: I'm afraid you don't look much like a governess. Turn around, please.
M: What?
C: Turn. Hat off. It's the dress. You have to put on another one before you meet the children.
M: But I don't have another one. When we enter the abbey, our worldly clothes are given to the poor.
C: What about this one?
M: The poor didn't want this one.
C: Hmm.
M: I would have made myself a new dress but there wasn't time. I can make my own clothes.
C: Well, I'll see that you get some material. Today, if possible. Now, Fraulein...er....
M: Maria.
C: Fraulein Maria, I don't know how much the Mother has told you?
M: Not much.
C: You're the twelfth in a long line of governesses, who have come to look after my children since their mother died. I trust that you will be an improvement on the last one. She stayed only two hours.
M: What's wrong with the children, sir?
C: There was nothing wrong with the children, only the governesses. They were completely unable to maintain discipline. Without it, the house cannot be properly run. Please remember that, Fraulein.
M: Yes, Sir.
C: Every morning you will drill the children in their studies. I will not permit them to dream away their summer holidays. Each afternoon they will march about the ground, breathing deeply. Bedtime is to be strictly observed. No exceptions.
M: Excuse me, sir. When do they play?
C: You'll see to that they conduct themselves at all time with the utmost orderliness and decorum, I'm placing you in command.
M: Yes, sir.
(Captain blows his whistle. After slamming of doors, the children appear on the terrace in a line, and then walk down one by one.)