CESS WILHELMINE, _their daughter_.
THE PRINCE HEREDITARY OF BAIREUTH
GENERAL VON GRUMBKOW }
COUNT SCHWERIN } _Councilors and Confidants of the King._
COUNT WARTENSLEBEN }
COUNT SECKENDORF, _Imperial Ambassador_
BARONET HOTHAM, _Envoy of Great Britain_
FRAU VON VIERECK
FRAU VON HOLZENDORF
_The Queen's Ladies_.
FRAUeLEIN VON SONNSFELD, _Lady-in-waiting to the Princess._
EVERSMANN, _the King's valet_.
KAMKE, _in the Queen's service_.
ECKHOF, _a grenadier_.
_A Lackey in the King's service. Generals, Officers, Court Ladies.
Members of the Smoking-Circle. Grenadiers, Lackeys_.
_Scene of action: The Royal Castle of Berlin_.
_First performance, January 1st, 1844, in the Court Theatre in Dresden_.
[Illustration: THE POTSDAM GUARD ADOLPH VON MENZEL]
SWORD AND QUEUE
ACT I
SCENE I
_A room in the Palace. One window and four doors. A table and two
armchairs on the left of the room._
EVERSMANN, _taking snuff comfortably. Two Drummers of the Guard._
_Later_ FRAUeLEIN VON SONNSFELD.
_The drummers take up a position near the door to the left, leading to
the apartments of the_ PRINCESS, _and execute a roll of the drums_.
FRAUeLEIN VON SONNSFELD (_opens the door and looks in_).
That will do.
[_The drummers play a second roll_.]
SONNSFELD (_looks in again_).
Yes, yes. We heard it.
[EVERSMANN _gives the sign again and the drummers play a third long
roll_.]
SONNSFELD (_comes out angrily, speaks when the noise has subsided_).
This is unendurable! It is enough to ruin one's nerves--left
wheel--march--out with you to the parade ground where you be long! [_The
drummers march out still playing. When the noise can no longer be heard
she continues_.] Eversmann, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. You
should remind the King of the respect due to ladies.
EVERSMANN.
I obey my royal master's orders, ma'am. And inasmuch as late rising is a
favorite vice of the youth of today, it has been ordered that the
reveille be played at six o'clock every morning before the doors of the
royal Princes and Princesses.
SONNSFELD.
Princess Wilhelmine is no longer a child.
EVERSMANN.
Her morning dreams are all the sweeter for that reason.
SONNSFELD.
Dreams of our final release--of despair--of death--
EVERSMANN.
Or possibly dreams of marriage--and the like--
SONNSFELD.
Have a care, Eversmann! The C
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