unpleasant to any one?

SENDEN. Quite the contrary. We are most pleased to greet you here.

[_Guests leave through centre door_; SENDEN _goes out in conversation
with them._]

BLUMENBERG. He knows how to manage people. It's the good manners of
these gentlemen that does it. He is useful--useful to me too. He
manages the others, and I manage him. [_Turning, he sees_ SCHMOCK,
_who is hovering near the door_.] What are you doing here? Why do you
stand there listening? You are not a door-keeper! See that you keep
out of my vicinity. Divide yourself up among the company.

SCHMOCK. Whom shall I go to if I know none of these people at all? You
are the only person I know.

BLUMENBERG. Why must you tell people that you know me? I consider it
no honor to stand next to you.

SCHMOCK. If it is not an honor it's not a disgrace either; But I can
stay by myself.

BLUMENBERG. Have you money to get something to eat? Go to the
restaurant-keeper and order something charged to me. The committee
will pay for it.

SCHMOCK. I don't care to go and eat. I have no need to spend anything.
I have had my supper.

[_Blare of trumpets and march in the distance. Exit_ BLUMENBERG.
SCHMOCK _alone, coming forward, angrily_.]

I hate him! I'll tell him I hate him, that I despise him from the
bottom of my heart!

[_Turns to go, comes back._]

But I cannot tell him so, or he will cut out all I send in for the
special correspondence I write for his paper! I will try to swallow it
down!

_[Exit through centre door_.]

_Enter_ BOLZ, KAeMPE, BELLMAUS _by side door_.

BOLZ (_marching in_). Behold us in the house of the Capulets!
[_Pretends to thrust a sword into its scabbard._] Conceal your swords
under roses. Blow your little cheeks up, and look as silly and
innocent as possible. Above all, don't let me see you get into a row,
and if you meet this Tybaldus Senden be so good as to run round the
corner.

[_The procession is seen marching through the rear halls_.]

You, Romeo Bellmaus, look out for the little women. I see more
fluttering curls and waving kerchiefs there than are good for your
peace of mind.

KAeMPE. I bet a bottle of champagne that if one of us gets into a row
it will be you.

BOLZ. Possibly. But I promise you that you shall surely come in for
your share of it. Now listen to my plan of operations. You
Kaempe--[_Enter_ SCHMOCK.] Stop! Who is that? Thunder! The factotum of
the _Coriolanus_! Our _incognito_ has not lasted l