Doctor.—No! I am strong enough.
Anton.—Say frankly—she is betrothed.
Doctor.—Yes.
Anton.—And she loves her fiancé.
Doctor.—Or she deceives herself.
Anton.—At any rate, she does not love you.
Doctor.—In the first place, I must get rid of him. In the mean while, go and work.
Anton (consulting watch).—In a few moments the committee will be here to see you.
Doctor.—Very well. The prince is coming with the Countess Miliszewska and her son, my opponent. Let us be going.