CURT. He is out playing with the girls.
CAPTAIN. That big boy? I don't like it. And Judith must not be running about like that. You had better keep an eye on your young gentleman, and I'll look after my young lady. [Goes over to the piano and strikes a few notes] Splendid tone in this instrument. A Steinbech, isn't it?
CURT. A Bechstein.
CAPTAIN. Yes, you are well fixed. Thank me for bringing you here.
ALICE. [To CURT] He lies, for he tried to keep you away.
CAPTAIN. Well, good-bye for a while. I am going to take the next boat.
[Scrutinises the paintings on the walls as he goes out.
ALICE. Well?
CURT. Well?
ALICE. I can't see through his plans yet. But—tell me one thing. This envelope he looked at—from whom is the letter?