Major. And now, courage, Fritz! Fritz. That is understood, father! Major. (_Holding open the door on the left, in a different tone_.) Now, boys, just come quickly in! Only think, darling---- _TENTH SCENE_. THE SAME. FRAU VON DROSSE. Frau von Drosse. Ah--Herr von Hallerpfort! (_He kisses her hand_.) How does this happen? Two lieutenants in the house at the same time--if that doesn't bring luck! Fritz (_quickly_). We have orders together, mamma. Hallerpfort. And alas, madam, we have to be off this very minute. Frau von Drosse. How is that? Then I don't have my full hour? And now everything is so beautifully arranged.... Fritz, my dear Hallerpfort--just a bite, won't you?... Richard, dear, come to my aid. Major. But, dear child, service is service. Fritz (_with quick decision_). So, good-bye, mamma! Frau von Drosse (_embracing him_). My boy--you will soon have furlough, won't you? Fritz. Yes indeed, mamma! After the man[oe]uvres. Then we are free. Then we will be merry! Frau von Drosse. And Hallerpfort is coming with you, isn't he? Hallerpfort. With your permission, madam. Major (_softly, to_ Agnes). Take leave of him! You will never see him again! Fritz. (_Stretching out his hand cheerfully to her_.) Dear Ag-- (_Looks into her face, and understands that she knows. Softly, earnestly_.) Farewell, then. Agnes. Farewell, Fritz! Fritz. I love you. Agnes. I shall always love you, Fritz! Fritz. Away then, Hallerpfort! Au revoir, papa! Au revoir! Revoir! (_Starts for the door on the right_.) Frau von Drosse. Go by the park, boys--there I have you longer in sight. Fritz. Very well, mamma, we will do it! (_Passes with_ Hallerpfort _through the door at the centre; on the terrace, he turns with a cheerful gesture, and calls once more_.) Au revoir! (_His voice is still audible_.) Au revoir! (Frau von Drosse _throws kisses after him, and waves her handkerchief, then presses her hand wearily to her heart and sighs heavily_.) _ELEVENTH SCENE_. MAJOR. FRAU VON DROSSE. AGNES. (Agnes _hurries to her, and leads her to a chair, then goes over to the_ Major, _who, with heaving breast is lost in thought_.) Frau von Drosse.