Doctor.—Come to your senses and do not let yourself be carried away by madness. At any rate you gain time. You can win her heart back again.
George.—No—it is done. I am sinking into a precipice.
Doctor.—Everything will be straightened out by his absence.
George (with an outburst).—But did you not tell me that he will return?
Doctor.—Listen: I agree with you that you have repaid Drahomir for the services of saving your life with your tortures. Drahomir has betrayed you and has broken the friendship between you by winning her heart. But I do not think that he is going away in order to avoid your vengeance.
George.—And to give her time to break her engagement! Yes, yes! I am cursed. I suspect him now of everything. He avoids me.
Doctor.—Mr. Pretwic.
George.—Enough. I am going to ask him when he will be back. He has saved my life once, and slain me ten times. (He tries to leave.)
Doctor.—Where are you going?
George.—To ask him how long he is going away.