Servant.--Tea is served.
George.--I must bid you good-bye.
Stella.--Why, why are you going so early to-night?
Doctor (aside).--My old schoolmate is at home here.
George.--You must excuse me. I am very happy with you, but to-night I
must be going home. I will leave Drahomir--he will replace me.
Stella.--To be angry with you would be to make you conceited. But you
must tell me why you are going.
George.--The people who have lost their homes by fire are in my house.
I must give some orders and provide for their necessities.
Czeska (aside).--He is sacrificing pleasure to duty. (Aloud.) Stella!
Stella.--What is it?
Czeska.--To-morrow we must make some collections for them, and provide
them with clothing.
Doctor.--I will go with you, ladies. It will be the first case in
which misery did not search for the doctor, but the doctor searched
for misery.
Czeska.--Very clever.
Prince (rapping with the stick).--Pretwic!
George.--Your Highness, what do you order?
Prince.--You say that this rabble is very poor?
George.--Very poor, indeed.
Prince.--You say that they have nothing to eat?
George.--Almost nothing, my prince.
Prince.--God punishes them for voting for such a man (he points to
Jozwowicz) as that one.
Doctor (bows).--They have not elected me yet.
Stella.--Papa.
Prince.--What did I want to say? Aha! Pretwic!
George.
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