Doctor.—Your Highness may be assured of that.
Prince.—Then you may become a member of parliament or whatever you please. Stella! Oh, she is not here! Upon my honor, that Miliszewski is an ass. Don't you think so?
Doctor.—I cannot contradict Your Highness.
SCENE V.
The same. Stella and Mrs. Czeska.
Stella.—I came because I was afraid you would quarrel. Well, what is the end of the discussion?
Prince.—Well, that good-for-nothing man will do what he pleases.
Doctor.—The fact is that the prince has approved of my plans and has granted me permission to try my luck at the election.
Mrs. Czeska.—We had better all go to the garden. Mr. Pretwic and
Count Drahomir are waiting—we are going for a sail on the lake.
Prince.—Then let us be going (they go out). You see, madam, that
Miliszewska!