SCHWARZ--[_Angrily._] Go, get dressed! [LULU _goes into the bedroom_. _To_ GOLL.] Would I could change with you, you dead man! I give her back to you. I give my youth to you, too. I lack the courage and the faith. I’ve had to wait patiently too long. It’s too late for me. I haven’t grown up big enough for happiness. I have a hellish fear of it. Wake up! I didn’t touch her. He opens his mouth. Mouth open and eyes shut, like the children. With me it’s the other way round. Wake up, wake up! [_Kneels down and binds his handkerchief round the dead man’s head._] Here I beseech Heaven to make me =able= to be happy--to give me the strength and the freedom of soul to be just a weeny mite happy! For =her= sake, =only for her sake=. [LULU _comes out of the bedroom, completely dressed, her hat on, and her right hand under her left arm_.] LULU--[_Raising her left arm, to_ SCHWARZ.] Would you hook me up here? My hand trembles. CURTAIN ACT II SCENE--_A very ornamental parlor. Entrance-door rear, left. Curtained entrances right and left, steps leading up to the right one. On the back wall over the fireplace_, LULU’S _Pierrot picture in a magnificent frame. Right, above the steps, a tall mirror; facing it, right centre, a chaise longue. Left, an ebony writing-table. Centre, a few chairs around a little Chinese table._ LULU _stands motionless before the mirror, in a green silk morning-dress. She frowns, passes a hand over her forehead, feels her cheeks, and draws back from the mirror with a discouraged, almost angry, look. Frequently turning round, she goes left, opens a cigarette-case on the writing-table, lights herself a cigarette, looks for a book among those that are lying on the table, takes one, and lies down on the chaise longue opposite the mirror. After reading a moment, she lets the book sink, and nods seriously to herself in the glass; then resumes reading._ SCHWARZ _enters, left, palette and brushes in hand, and bends over_ LULU, _kisses her on the forehead, and goes up the steps, right_. SCHWARZ--[_Turning in the doorway._] Eve! LULU--[_Smiling._] At your orders? SCHWARZ--Seems to me you look extra charming to-day. LULU--[_With a glance at the mirror._] Depends on what you expect. SCHWARZ--Your hair breathes out a morning freshness.... LULU--I’ve just come out of the water. SCHWARZ--[_Approaching her._] I’ve an awful lot to do to-day. LULU--You tell yourself you have. SCHWARZ--[_Lays his palette and brushes down on the carpet, and sits on the edge of the couch._] What are you reading? LULU--[_Reads._] “Suddenly she heard an anchor of refuge come nodding up the stairs.” SCHWARZ--Who under the sun writes so absorbingly? LULU--[_Reading._] “It was the postman with a money-order.” [HENRIETTE, _the servant, comes in, upper left, with a hat-box on her arm and a little tray of letters which she puts on the table_.]