The nearest doctor--any one--quick! (Goes out again. Richard makes a motion as though to follow him, then turns and rushes out of the door to the right.)
Brachtmann.
The Countess is subject to such attacks; but this seems--different.
Prince.
H'm--yes--quite so. (There is a long silence.)
Brachtmann (to Baron Ludwig).
Your brother may not be able to find a doctor.
Baron Ludwig.
We must hope for the best. (Another silence.)
Prince.