'How happy I am,' said Brühl, 'to be able once more to win a place in your affections.' And his voice was as sweet as his words.
'Brühl, listen!' Sulkowski interrupted. 'I also remind you of our agreement. In good fortune or bad, we shall remain friends.'
'Do you need to remind me?' exclaimed Brühl. I love you, I respect you, I am grateful to you, I am your friend.'
'Give me a proof of it.'
'As soon as I have opportunity! Pray, give me that opportunity! Dear Count, I am yours! Do not forget me! You know what I mean--'
'Fräulein Kolowrath!' said Sulkowski laughing. 'Grand bien vous fasse, you shall have her. Her mother is in your favour.'
'But she?'
'Oh! don't be afraid, nobody will stand in your way. One must be as brave as you to attain to such bliss.'
'I missed a greater and the only bliss,' said Brühl, sighing.
Sulkowski slapped him on the shoulder and said laughing: