What do you mean by “the day after to-morrow”? We were talking about to-day. COUNT There wouldn’t be much sense in that. ACTRESS Old man! COUNT You don’t quite understand me. What I mean has rather to do, how shall I express myself, rather concerns the soul. ACTRESS What concern of mine is your soul? COUNT Believe me, it has much to do with it. It seems all wrong to me, this notion, that you can separate the two. ACTRESS Don’t bother me with your philosophy. If I want any of that, I can read books. COUNT One never learns from books. ACTRESS Very true! And that’s why you ought to wait for me to-night. As to the soul, we will come to some sort of an understanding, you villain! COUNT Well, then, if I may, I shall wait in my carriage… ACTRESS You shall wait for me here in my home— COUNT … After the play. ACTRESS Of course. (_He buckles on his sword_) ACTRESS What are you doing? COUNT It seems to me it is time for me to go. For a formal call I have stayed a bit too long as it is. ACTRESS Well, this evening it shall be a formal call. COUNT Do you think so? ACTRESS I’ll take care of that. And now give me a last kiss, you darling little philosopher. Here, you seducer, you … sweet child, you seller of souls, you … panther. (_After she has ardently kissed him several times, she thrusts him violently away_) Count, you have done me a great honor. COUNT Not at all, mademoiselle! (_At the door_) Au revoir. ACTRESS Good-by, and love to Steinamanger. THE COUNT AND THE GIRL OF THE STREETS _It is morning toward six o’clock. A poorly furnished room with one window. The dirty yellowish blinds are down. Tattered, greenish curtains. On the dresser are several photographs, and beside them a cheap woman’s hat of conspicuously bad taste. Behind the mirror are cheap Japanese fans. On the table over which is drawn a reddish cover is an oil-lamp. It is burning low with a disagreeable odor, and has a shade of yellow paper. Beside it is a pitcher with remains of beer, and a half-empty glass.—On the floor beside the bed a woman’s clothes are lying in disorder. They look as though they had just been quickly thrown off. The GIRL lies sleeping in the bed, breathing quietly. The COUNT is lying on the sofa fully dressed with his light overcoat on. His hat lies on the floor at the head of the sofa._ COUNT