Brachtmann.
My dear Kellinghausen, the fault is mine. For the sake of the party, I asked Völkerlingk not to--
Prince (suddenly noticing Beata).
H'm. Perhaps we had better-- (he advances toward Beata). My dear Countess----
Beata enters quietly.
Beata.
Don't be afraid. I know what you are speaking of. I know all about it. Michael, if these gentlemen would allow us to talk the matter over by ourselves----
Kellinghausen.
Thank you, my dear. But I think you had better keep out of it. Richard--Brachtmann--if you'll come to my study---- (They both assent.)
Richard (approaching Beata).