e for me? If you will, Werner, come with us. We
will serve again.
WER.
Really? But where there is war, Major!
MAJ. T.
To be sure. Go, Werner, we will speak of this again.
WER.
Oh! my dear Major! The day after to-morrow! Why not to-morrow? I will
get everything ready. In Persia, Major, there is a famous war; what do
you say?
MAJ. T.
We will think of it. Only go, Werner!
WER.
Hurrah! Long live Prince Heraclius!
(Exit.)
SCENE II.
Major von Tellheim
MAJ. T.
How do I feel!... My whole soul has acquired a new impulse. My own
unhappiness bowed me to the ground; made me fretful, short-sighted,
shy, careless: her unhappiness raises me. I see clearly again, and
feel myself ready and capable of undertaking anything for her sake.
Why do I tarry?
(Is going towards Minna's room, when Franziska comes out of it.)
SCENE III.
Franziska, Major von Tellheim
FRAN.
Is it you? I thought I heard your voice. What do you want, Major?
MAJ. T.
What do I want? What is she doing? Come!
FRAN.
She is just going out for a drive.
MAJ. T.
And alone? Without me? Where to?
FRAN.
Have you forgotten, Major?
MAJ. T.
How silly you are, Franziska! I irritated her, and she was angry. I
will beg her pardon, and she will forgive me.
FRAN.
What! After you have taken the ring back, Major!
MAJ. T.
Ah! I did that in my confusion. I had forgotten about the ring. Where
did I put it?
(Searches for it.)
Here it is.
FRAN.
Is that it?
(Aside, as he puts it again in his pocket.)
If he would only look at it closer!
MAJ. T.
She pressed it upon me so bitterly. But I have forgotten that. A full
heart cannot weigh words. She will not for one moment refuse to take
it again. And have I not hers?
FRAN.
She is now waiting for it in return. Where is it, Major? Show it to
me, do!
MAJ. T. (embarrassed).
I have... forgotten to put it on. Just--Just will bring it
directly.
FRAN.
They are something alike, I suppose; let me look at that one. I am
very fond of such things.
MAJ. T.
Another time, Franziska. Come now.
FRAN. (aside).
He is determined not to be drawn out of his mistake.
MAJ. T.
What do you say? Mistake!
FRAN.
It is a mistake, I say, if you think my mistress is still a good
match. Her own fortune is far from considerable; by a few calculations
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