Do not forget, Martha, that you are my only help." After these words Mr.Hellmut went away.
"Oh, the good kind Director!" said Martha, following him with her eyes.
"What help can old, stupid Martha be to him, I wonder.

But I shall certainly do whatever I can." Arrived at home, Mr.Hellmut went straight up to Cornelli's room.

She was still kneeling at her bed in the same attitude, and still crying bitterly.
"Get up, Cornelli, and stop crying," he said.

"I meant well with you, but you did not understand me.

You shall stay at home for the present; later on you may feel differently about it.