Baron Brachtmann.
Kellinghausen (to Beata).
Do you wish to see him?
Beata.
Yes.
Enter Brachtmann. Conrad goes out.
Brachtmann.
(Bows to Kellinghausen and kisses Beata's hand.) I am sorry we were not on our guard yesterday, Countess. Even if you had to know of this stupid business, you needn't have heard of it till it had blown over.
Beata.
Don't reproach yourself, Baron. I should have been sorry to miss such a chance of enlarging my knowledge of human nature.