He will be reconciled to me if I resign the editorship of this paper and withdraw as candidate for election.
BOLZ.
The devil! He is moderate in his demands!
OLDENDORF.
I suffer under this discord; to you, as my friend, I can say so.
BOLZ (going up to him and pressing his hand).
Solemn moment of manly emotion!
OLDENDORF.
Don't play the clown just now. You can imagine how unpleasant my position in the Colonel's house has become. The worthy old gentleman either frigid or violent; the conversation spiced with bitter allusions; Ida suffering—I can often see that she has been crying. If our party wins and I become member for the town, I fear I shall lose all hope of marrying Ida.
BOLZ (vehemently).