MAX.
Councillor von Keller.
MAGDA.
[_Speaking with difficulty_.] He--what?--he?
MAX.
[_Laughing_.] Pardon me, but you're as white now as he was.
MAGDA.
[_Quietly_.] I? White?
_Enter_ Theresa _with a card_.
MAX.
Here he is. Dr. von Keller.
MAGDA.
Let him come up.
MAX.
[_Smiling_.] I'll only say to you, my dear cousin, that he's a very
important man, who has a great career before him, and promises to be a
pillar of our religious circle.
MAGDA.
Thank you!
_Enter_ Von Keller _with a bouquet_.
MAX.
[_Crossing to him_.] My dear Councillor, here is my cousin, who is
delighted to see you. You will excuse me.
[_Exit, with a bow to each_.
[Von Keller _remains standing at the door_. Magda _moves about
nervously. Silence_.]
MAGDA.
[_Aside_.] Here is my spectre! [_Indicates a seat at the table, left,
and sits down opposite_.]
VON KELLER.
First, you must allow me to express my warmest and most sincere good
wishes. This is a surprise which you happily could not have expected.
And as a sign of my interest, allow me, my dearest friend, to present
you with these modest flowers.
MAGDA.
Oh, how thoughtful! [_Takes the flowers with a laugh, and throws them
on the table_.]
VON KELLER.
[_In embarrassment_.] I--I see with sorrow that you resent this
approach on my part. Have I in any way been wanting in the necessary
delicacy? In these narrow circles a meeting could not have been
avoided. I think it is better, my dearest friend, that we should come
to an understanding,--that we should know the relations--
MAGDA.
[_Rising_.] You're right, my friend. I was not at the height of my own
nature just now. Had I been, I might have played the deserted
Marguerite to the end. The morals of home had infected me a little. But
I am myself again. Give me your hand bravely. Don't be afraid, I won't
harm you. So--tight--so!
VON KELLER.
You make me happy.
MAGDA.
I've painted this meeting to myself a thousand times, and have been
prepared for it for years. Something warned me, too, when I undertook
this journey home--though I must say I hardly expected just here
to-- Yes, how is it that, after what has passed between us, you came
into this house? It seems to me a little--
VON KELLER.
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