bservation.
_Stra._ Not from your's.
_Fra._ This is too much. Do I deserve your doubts?
_Stra._ Am I in the wrong?
_Fra._ You are indeed!
_Stra._ Francis, my servant, you are my only friend.
_Fra._ That title makes amends for all.
_Stra._ But look, Francis; there are uniforms and gay dresses in the
walk again. No, I must be gone. Here I'll stay no longer.
_Fra._ Well then, I'll tie up my bundle.
_Stra._ The sooner the better! They come this way. Now must I shut
myself in my hovel, and lose this fine breeze. Nay, if they be your
highbred class of all, they may have impudence enough to walk into my
chamber. Francis, I shall lock the door.
[_Goes into the Lodge, locks the door, and
fastens the shutters._
_Fra._ And I'll be your centinel.
_Stra._ Very well.
_Fra._ Now should these people be as inquisitive as their maid, I must
summon my whole stock of impertinence. But their questions and my
answers need little study. They can learn nothing of the Stranger from
me; for the best of all possible reasons--I know nothing myself.
_Enter BARON and COUNTESS._
_Countess._ There is a strange face. The servant probably.
_Bar._ Friend, can we speak to your master?
_Fra._ No.
_Bar._ Only for a few minutes.
_Fra._ He has locked himself in his room.
_Countess._ Tell him a lady waits for him.
_Fra._ Then he's sure not to come.
_Countess._ Does he hate our sex?
_Fra._ He hates the whole human race, but woman particularly.
_Countess._ And why?
_Fra._ He may perhaps have been deceived.
_Countess._ This is not very courteous.
_Fra._ My master is not over courteous: but when he sees a chance of
saving a fellow creature's life, he'll attempt it at the hazard of his
own.
_Bar._ You are right. Now hear the reason of our visit. The wife and
brother-in-law of the man, whose child your master has saved, wish to
acknowledge their obligations to him.
_Fra._ That he dislikes. He only wishes to live unnoticed.
_Countess._ He appears to be unfortunate.
_Fra._ Appears!
_Countess._ An affair of honour, perhaps, or some unhappy attachment may
have--
_Fra._ They may.
_Countess._ Be this as it may, I wish to know who he is.
_Fra._ So do I.
_Countess._ What! don't you know him yourself?
_Fra._ Oh! I know him well enough. I mean his real self--His heart--his
soul--his worth--his honour!--Perhaps you think one
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