Drahomir.--And what about Miliszewski?
Doctor.--I have sent him to his mamma. He is a good boy.
Stella.--I shall scold Mr. Pretwic, nevertheless.
Drahomir.--But you must not be too severe.
Stella.--You are laughing, gentlemen. I am sorry that it was necessary
to explain the matter to Mr. Pretwic. I must scold him immediately
(she goes out).
SCENE IX.
Drahomir. Doctor.
Drahomir.--The princess is a true angel.
Doctor.--Yes, there is not a spot in the crystalline purity of her
nature.
Drahomir.--It must be true when even you, a sceptic, speak of her with
such enthusiasm.
Doctor.--I have been here six years. When I came she wore short
dresses. She grew by my side. Six years have their strength--it was
impossible not to become attached to her.
Drahomir.--I believe you. (After a while of silence) Strange, however,
that you self-made people have no hearts.
Doctor.--Why?
Drahomir.--Because--I know what you would say about her social
position, but hearts are equal, so it does not matter. Then how did it
happen that you, being so near the princess, did not--
Doctor (interrupting).--What?
Drahomir.--I cannot find an expression.
Doctor.--But I have found it. You are asking me why I did not fall in
love with her?
Drahomir.--I hesitated to pronounce the too bold word.
Doctor.--Truly, if you, count, are lacking in boldness, I am going to
help you out, and I ask you: And you, sir?
Drahomir.
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