dissimulation; all kindness deceit.
WER.
Is that meant for me?
MAJ. T.
As you please!
WER.
Why I have only obeyed your commands.
MAJ. T.
Obey once more, and be off!
WER.
Major
(vexed).
I am a man!!!!!
MAJ. T.
So much the better!
WER.
Who can also be angry.
MAJ. T.
Anger is the best thing we possess.
WER.
I beg you, Major.
MAJ. T.
How often must I tell you? I do not want your money!
WER. (in a rage).
Then take it, who will!
(Throws the purse on the ground, and goes to the side).
MIN. (to Franziska).
Ah! Franziska, I ought to have followed your advice. I have carried
the jest too far.--Still, when he hears me...
(going to him).
FRAN. (without answering Minna, goes up to Werner).
Mr. Sergeant!!!!!
WER. (pettishly).
Go along!
FRAN.
Ah! what men these are.
MIN.
Tellheim! Tellheim!
(Tellheim, biting his fingers with rage, turns away his face, without
listening.)
No, this is too bad... Only listen!... You are mistaken!... A
mere misunderstanding. Tellheim, will you not hear your Minna? Can you
have such a suspicion?... I break my engagement with you? I came
here for that purpose?... Tellheim!
SCENE XII.
Two Servants (running into the room from different sides), Werner,
Just, Major von Tellheim, Minna, Franziska
FIRST SER.
Your ladyship, his excellency the Count!
SECOND SER.
He is coming, your ladyship!
FRAN. (running to the window).
It is! it is he!
MIN.
Is it? Now, Tellheim, quick!
MAJ. T. (suddenly recovering himself).
Who, who comes? Your uncle, Madam! this cruel uncle!... Let him
come; just let him come!... Fear not!... He shall not hurt you
even by a look. He shall have to deal with me... You do not indeed
deserve it of me.
MIN.
Quick, Tellheim! one embrace and forget all.
MAJ. T.
Ah! did I but know that you could regret!!!!!
MIN.
No, I can never regret having obtained a sight of your whole heart!
... Ah! what a man you are!... Embrace your Minna, your happy
Minna: and in nothing more happy than in the possession of you.
(Embracing.)
And now to meet him!
MAJ. T.
To meet whom?
MIN.
The best of your unknown friends.
MAJ. T.
What!
MIN.
The Count, my uncle, my father, your father... My flight, his
displeasure, my loss of property--do you not see that all is a
fict
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