Franz: That young lad Rolfe, of course.

　　Liesl: Father, may I be excused?

　　C: Hmm. Children, in the morning I shall be going to Vienna.

　　Children: Not again, father!

　　Gretl: How long will you be gone this time, papa?

　　C: I'm not sure, Gretl. I'm not sure.

　　Louisa: To visit the Baroness Schneider again?

　　Frederick: Mind your own business.

　　C: As a matter of fact, yes, Louisa.

　　Marta: Why can't we ever get to see the Baroness?

　　Louisa: Why would she want to see you?

　　C: It just so happens that you are going to see the Baroness. I'm bringing her back with me to visit us all.

　　Children: Good!

　　C: And uncle Max.

　　Children: Uncle Max!!

　　(Liesl goes out to the yard)

　　Liesl: Rolfe! Oh, Rolfe!

　　Rolfe: No, Liesl. We mustn't.

　　Liesl: Why not, silly?

　　Rolfe: I don't know. It's just...

　　Liesl: Isn't this why you're here waiting for me?

　　Rolfe: Yes, of course. I've missed you, Liesl.

　　Liesl: You have? How much?

　　Rolfe: So much that I even thought of sending you a telegram, just so that I'd be able to deliver it here.

　　Liesl: Oh, that's a lovely thought. Why don't you? Right now.

　　Rolfe: But I'm here.

　　Liesl: Please Rolfe. Send me a telegram. I'll start it for you. Dear Liesl.

　　Rolfe: Dear Liesl, I'd like to be able to tell you how I feel about you. Stop. Unfortunately this wire is already too expensive. Sincerely, Rolfe.

　　Liesl: Sincerely?

　　Rolfe: Cordially.

　　Liesl: Cordially?

　　Rolfe: Affectionately.

　　Liesl: Hmmm...

　　Rolfe: Will there be any reply?

　　Liesl: Dear Rolfe, Stop. Don't stop. Your Liesl. If only we didn't always have to wait for someone to send father a telegram. How do I know when I'll see you again?