ENS: Yours, my child. (Takes a copy from his pecket).
ed a copy of Keinigel to bring it here for you, or
or, for us both,
GARET and GILBERT: (Exchange embarrased glances).
RAGARET: How good of you... (The novel is in her hand).
. this is it...
TENS: We will read it together.
RGARET: No,Clemens- I cannot accept so much kindness.
He (She Ihrows the book into the fireplace). I want
know no more of all that.
ALBERT: (Delighted). But my dear woman?
LEMENS: (Toreplace). Margaret, what are you doing?
ORGARET: (In front of fireplace) embraces Clemens) Now
you believe that I love you?
ILBERT: (Amused) It seems I am not needed here. My dear
garet - Baron - (to himself) To think that I must miss
ending! (off)
Curtain.