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I believe I shall make a little attempt today . . . .<br />

BRANDT (quickly).<br />

No, I must advise aga<strong>in</strong>st that, frankly. My sister-<strong>in</strong>-law will regard it as very rash, and<br />

you will ru<strong>in</strong> everyth<strong>in</strong>g. On the whole, you must not th<strong>in</strong>k about serious th<strong>in</strong>gs today.<br />

Stay here now, and I shall see to gett<strong>in</strong>g a man to prepare my new carriage and br<strong>in</strong>g it<br />

out. In the meanwhile I shall send my wife out to you. (Aside, as he goes.) Pay court to<br />

my wife! No, that is a little too crazy.<br />

NINETEENTH SCENE.<br />

ADOLF (alone).<br />

I f<strong>in</strong>d myself <strong>in</strong> a remarkable situation. It is obvious that Brandt loves his sister-<strong>in</strong>-law.<br />

He is <strong>in</strong>different to his wife, and he has eyes only for her sister. Married only two months<br />

. . . that's terrible! All the same I believe that his sister-<strong>in</strong>-law is pull<strong>in</strong>g his leg a little.<br />

And his wife . . . it appears that she does not feel much warmth for him either. When I<br />

was up <strong>in</strong> my rooms with her just now, and <strong>in</strong> a moment of abandon put my arm around<br />

her waist, . . . how she trembled and turned pale! What if she were <strong>in</strong> love with me?<br />

After all, she has seen me before. Dear God, it runs hot and cold down my back just<br />

th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g such thoughts. But those are wicked thoughts . . . I do not want to give them a<br />

place <strong>in</strong> my heart. She is my friend's wife . . . and I want to act like an honest fellow.<br />

Isn't her sister a grand girl, so cheerful and alert! Shouldn't I consider myself fortunate if<br />

she fell to my<br />

lot. Certa<strong>in</strong>ly . . . but as for my married cous<strong>in</strong> . . . . (Tak<strong>in</strong>g out the mentioned portrait.)<br />

It is her mother's portrait, which I stole by tak<strong>in</strong>g it down from the wall up there. It is<br />

feature-for-feature the same picture as my cous<strong>in</strong>. The shy, fem<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>e expression, the<br />

<strong>in</strong>comparable look of sadness and reflection, which I have observed so often <strong>in</strong> her<br />

mother . . . . Everyth<strong>in</strong>g is <strong>in</strong> her, just as I imag<strong>in</strong>ed it. Oh my God, why is she married,<br />

and with a man who does not love her, and who perhaps she does not love either!<br />

TWENTIETH SCENE.<br />

ADOLF. LOUISE. Later HANNE.<br />

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