Minna's Room.

Minna (dressed handsomely and richly, but in good taste), Franziska (They have just risen from a table, which a servant is clearing.)FRAN.

You cannot possibly have eaten enough, my lady.

MIN.

Don't you think so, Franziska? Perhaps I had no appetite when I sat down.

FRAN.

We had agreed not to mention him during dinner. We should have resolved likewise, not to think of him.

MIN.

Indeed, I have thought of nothing but him.

FRAN.

So I perceived. I began to speak of a hundred different things, and you made wrong answers to each.

(Another servant brings coffee.)

Here comes a beverage more suited to fancies--sweet, melancholy coffee.

MIN.

Fancies! I have none. I am only thinking of the lesson I will give him. Did you understand my plan, Franziska?

FRAN.

Oh! yes; but it would be better if he spared us the putting it in execution.

MIN.

You will see that I know him thoroughly. He who refuses me now with all my wealth, will contend for me against the whole world, as soon as he hears that I am unfortunate and friendless.

FRAN. (seriously).

That must tickle the most refined self-love.

MIN.

You moralist! First you convict me of vanity--now of self-love. Let me do as I please, Franziska. You, too, shall do as you please with your Sergeant.

FRAN.

With my Sergeant?

MIN.

Yes. If you deny it altogether, then it is true. I have not seen him yet; but from all you have said respecting him, I foretell your husband for you.