Are you going to pretend that the letter isn't genuine;--that the letter is a forgery? Rosa. Maybe one of the regular customers is playing a joke. That student, Herr Struebel, he's always joking. (_Giggles._) Frau Lindemann. When Herr Struebel makes a joke, he makes a decent joke, a real, genuine joke. Oh, of course one has to pretend to be angry sometimes--but as for writing a forged letter--My land!--a letter with a gold crown on it--there! (_She takes a letter from her waist, and reads._) "This afternoon, Her Highness, the Princess von Geldern, will stop at the Fairview Inn, to rest an hour or so before making the descent to the Springs. You are requested to have ready a quiet and comfortable room, to guard Her Highness from any annoying advances, and, above all, to maintain the strictest secrecy regarding this event, as otherwise the royal visit will not be repeated. Baroness von Brook, maid of honour to Her Highness." Now, what have you got to say? Rosa. Herr Struebel lent me a book once. A maid of honour came into that, too. I'm sure it's a trick! Frau Lindemann (_looking out toward the back_). Dear, dear, isn't that Herr Struebel now, coming up the hill? To-day of all days! What on earth does he always want up here? Rosa (_pointedly_). He's in such favour at the Inn.--He won't be leaving here all day. Frau Lindemann. That won't do at all. He's got to be sent off. If I only knew how I could--Oh, ho! I'll be disagreeable to him--that's the only way to manage it! (Struebel _enters. He is a handsome young fellow without much polish, but cheerful, unaffected, entirely at his ease, and invariably good-natured._) Struebel. Good day, everybody. Frau Lindemann (_sarcastically_). Charming day. Struebel (_surprised at her coolness_). I say! What's up? Who's been rubbing you the wrong way? May I have a glass of beer any way? Glass of beer, if you please!--Several glasses of beer, if you please.--(_Sits down._) Pestiferously hot this afternoon. Frau Lindemann (_after a pause_). H'm, H'm! Struebel. Landlady Linda, dear, why so quiet to-day? Frau Lindemann. In the first place, Herr Struebel, I would have you know that my name is Frau Lindemann. Struebel. Just so. Frau Lindemann. And secondly, if you don't stop your familiarity---- Struebel. (_Singing, as_ Rosa _brings him a glass of beer._) "Beer--beer!"--Heavens and earth, how hot it is! (_Drinks._) Frau Lindemann. If you find it so hot, why don't you stay quietly down there at the Springs? Struebel.