art x
by to a
PÄULINE – his genus if you will.
Naturally. (She turns as if to go.)
LEONHARD
me###ning.
Pauline!--
PAULINE
s sheuld be
(She turns to him somewhat absently) Well, what is it?
LEONHARD
Everyone know that
Pauline--how can you indure it? (She looks at him with a peon-
liar smile) Tvery one in theötte knew the history of that
ploy. It was simply the story--
M:A:S:
hery
G.C.H.F.S
PAULINR
of the
(Interrupts quiokly) Of Princess Marie.
and Maste
Gottfried
G.H.F.P.
LEONHARD
That was what they called it.
layed. Oh Pauline
PAULINE
And what gives you the right to imagine that it was anything
else?
was
LEONHARD
I imagine only what the whole town knows – but I know more than
the others know.
Béçon
PAULINE
at him walmly! Do not
And what is that?
I know I have no right to speak thus
right bu LeONHARD thing else in the world matters
I know that there was a moment last evening when you noted him.
PAULINE
Hated whom?
as u drop the subject and go on.
###s see wha.reorHARD the next room. No—ha nore.I
The man for whom you and your fate mean nothing more than an