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First Gentleman.—I said it and I am saying it. It is my last word. (Bows.) I will kill you. (Exit.)

Mistress (Looks after him, when his steps are no longer heard, goes to door and calls to next room).—Bring in the rug!

(Maid brings rug, stops in doorway.)

Mistress.—Try it.

Maid (Looks around).—Has the gentleman gone?

Mistress.—He has gone.

Maid.—The rug will do very well. Why should we worry about the sky outside? A starry heaven is only a decoration. Stars are only simple things.

Mistress.—Are there enough here?

Maid.—More than enough. (A knock is heard.)

Maid (Frightened).—Oh—! Should I take the rug away?

Mistress.—Yes—maybe—leave it here for the time—in any event—

(Maid exit.)

Mistress (When the knocking is renewed).—Enter!

Second Gentleman (Entering shyly and almost timidly). I do not disturb you?

Mistress.—No.

Second Gentleman.—If I should be in the way——!

Mistress.—How could you be in my way?

Sezond Gentleman}}.—Truly, it could be possible; but not for long. I come to say good-bye.

Mistress.—To say good-bye? And so suddenly?

Second Gentleman.—Urgent business calls me away. And then——

Mistress.—And then?

Second Gentleman.—I am sad here.