Have you slept off the sweet intoxication?
Stiver.
I’m now engaged—I hold official station—
That’s better than in love, I apprehend!
Falk.
Quite so! You’re in the right, my good old friend.
The worst is past—vous voilà bien avancé—
Promoted from mere lover to fiancé.
Stiver [with a smile of complacent recollection].
It’s strange to think of it—upon my word,