"I thought you meant me to do so. Mr. Stein will pay for it if he does not get out of the way immediately with his rosebud."
"What are you going to do?"
"I am not going to do anything myself, but we mean to teach the fellow how to behave. It will be a glorious affair, I tell you. You shall hear all about it when its over. Ha, ha, ha!"
The happy man led his betrothed back to her place, as the dance was at an end, and turned to Sylow, who was coming towards him.
"Did you see it, Cloten?"
"I should think so."
"Is not it a scandal?"
"I am only sorry for poor Felix."
"We must tell him all about it. Do you know where he is?"
"He said just now he was tired dancing. He was going to the card-tables. I think Barnewitz is keeping bank somewhere. Suppose we go, too? There will be no more dancing until supper. We have just time to win a few louis. What do you say?"