Leonore. (Politely) Certainly not. I seldom go into the stables.
(Brandt and Stengel clear their throats.)
Kurt. Won't you sit down?
Lothar. We await the permission of Fraulein Leonore.
Leonore. (Coolly) Oh, please! (She takes a book and begins turning the leaves. Kurt throws her a look. They sit down)
Kurt. Well, where were you yesterday?
Lothar. (Affectedly) Ah, by Jove, you make an awful demand on a man's memory. What was I doing yesterday? First I went riding, then I had a conference with Father.--Coffee is sinking again.
Hugo. Alarmingly--53 and a half.
Lothar. Alarmingly, is not the right word. It is sinking. We'll make a fight. Then I made some visits, then I dined at the Officers' Association----
Leonore. (Looking up) Ah, you are an officer?