Doctor.—Wait a moment. How could you ask him such a question? Perhaps he is innocent, but pride will shut his mouth and everything will be lost. Stay here—you can leave only over my corpse. I am not afraid of you!—do you understand? In a moment they will be here. You wish for proofs—you shall have them. From the piazza you cannot hear them, but you can see them. You shall be persuaded with your own eyes—perhaps you will regret your impetuosity.
George (after a while).—Very well, then. May God grant that I was mistaken! Thank you—but you must not leave me now.
Doctor.—One word more. No matter what happens I shall consider you a villain if you place her life in peril by any outburst.
George.—Granted. Where shall we go?
Doctor.—On the piazza. But you have fever—you are already shaking.
George.—I am out of breath. Some one is coming. Let us be going.
SCENE VIII.
Drahomir. Then Stella.
Drahomir.—The last evening and the last time. (After a while.) O
Lord, thy will be done!
Stella (enters).—The Doctor told me that you wished to see me.