Stella.—He said that he might be obliged to go away in a few days. I have a presentiment that you are hiding something from me. What does it mean? Do not torture me any longer. I am so miserable that you should have pity on me.
Doctor.—Do not let anything worry you. What can there be the matter? An idle fancy, that is all! The care of loving hearts surrounds you. Why should you have such a wild imagination? You had better return to your apartment and do not receive any one. I will come to see you in a moment.
Stella.—Then truly there is nothing bad?
Doctor.—What an idea! Pray believe me, I should be able to remove anything which would threaten your happiness.
Stella (stretching out her hand to him).—Oh, Mr. Jozwowicz, happiness is a very difficult thing to take hold of. May only the peace not leave us. (She goes to enter the room in which Anton is.)
Doctor.—This way, princess. Some one is waiting for me in that room.
In a moment I will come to see you. Pray do not receive any one.
Anton! (The princess goes out.)
SCENE V.
Anton, Jozwowicz, then a Servant.
Anton.—Here I am. Poor child!
Doctor.—I cannot go for her sake. I must be here and not let the bad news reach her, for it would kill her.