(Looking from one brother to the other.) And the two enemies, too--thank heaven!
Baron Ludwig.
The Countess is right, Richard. It was foolish of us not to speak to each other.
Richard.
My dear Ludwig, perhaps we hadn't enough to say.
Baron Ludwig.
Or too much!
Richard.
Possibly. (To Beata.) But, Countess----
Beata (turning to join the others).