Drahomir.--No, madam. I am a great good-for-nothing. But the source of
true happiness is not in this.
Stella.--Sometimes I think that there is none in this world.
Drahomir.--We cannot grasp it with our common sense, and will not fly
after that winged vision. Sometimes perhaps it flies near us, but
before we discover it, before we stretch out our hands, it is too
late!
Stella.--What sad words--too late!
SCENE VIII.
The same. Jozwowicz.
Doctor (entering, laughs).--Ha! ha! Do you know what has happened?
Stella.--Is it something amusing?
Doctor.--A dreadful, tragic, but before a ridiculous thing.
Miliszewski wished to challenge Pretwic.
Stella.--For Heaven's sake!
Doctor.--You must laugh with me. If there were anything dreadful I
would not frighten you, princess.
Drahomir.--And what has been the end of it?
Doctor.--I was angry with Mr. Pretwic for taking the matter so
seriously.
Drahomir.--How could he help it?
Doctor.--But it would be shameful for a man like Mr. Pretwic to fight
with such a poor thing.
Stella.--The doctor is right. I do not understand Mr. Pretwic.
Doctor.--Our princess must not be irritated. I have made peace between
them. Mr. Pretwic did not grasp the real situation and his naturally
sanguine disposition carried him away. But now that I have explained
to him, he agrees that it would be too utterly ridiculous.
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