Tch! Tch! have none of you any Eau-de-Cologne? MRS BUCHNER. Yes (_giving him small bottle_). Please— DR SCHOLZ. Thanks. [_He wets the fainting man’s brow._ IDA (_to Doctor_). It is only—isn’t it? but (_she bursts into tears_) he looks so—just as if he were—he looks like death. [_Robert comforts Ida._ MRS SCHOLZ. Why, the poor boy’s in a cold sweat. [_Wipes his brow; William yawns._ DR SCHOLZ. Sh! [_He and the rest watch William in suspense. William clears his throat, stretches himself, opens and shuts his eyes like one overcome with sleep, lays his head back as if to sleep._ DR SCHOLZ (_audibly_). Thank God! [_He straightens himself, wipes his forehead with his handkerchief, and half touched, half embarrassed, surveys the others. Ida has fallen on her mother’s neck between laughter and tears. Robert, hardly master of his emotion, stands with clasped hands and glances at the others alternately. Augusta goes hastily up and down, her handkerchief pressed to her mouth, and every time she passes William pauses a moment to look at him searchingly. Friebe goes out on tiptoe. The Doctor’s eyes meet his wife’s; touched, she ventures timidly to approach him, gently seizes his hand and pats his back._ MRS SCHOLZ. Dear old man! AUGUSTA (_following her mother, embraces and kisses her father, who suffers it without removing his hand from his wife’s_). My dearest father! [_Robert with sudden resolution steps up to his father and shakes his hand. Mrs Scholz lets go of the Doctor’s hand and leads Ida to him. Dr Scholz looks first at Ida, then at William, and then at Mrs Buchner. Mrs Buchner nods assent. Dr Scholz makes a grimace which expresses “I will say nothing against it, I may be mistaken,” and then stretches out his hand to the girl. Ida comes to him, takes his hand, bends over it and kisses it. Dr Scholz immediately draws his hand back, startled. William sighs deeply; all look at him. Augusta goes off to the adjoining room, beckoning Mrs Scholz. Mrs Scholz makes a sign to the Doctor that they should all go into the next room because of William. Dr Scholz nods assentingly and goes off quietly hand in hand with Mrs Scholz. Mrs Buchner, who has signed to Ida to remain with William, also goes._ ROBERT (_in a low voice_). Miss Ida, would you—would you leave me to watch him? IDA (_with joyful surprise_). Yes, indeed. [_Presses his hand and goes off after the others. Robert draws a chair near to William and sits down, watching him. After a time he takes his pipe from his pocket, is about to light it, then suddenly remembers the presence of his brother and puts it back. William sighs and stretches his limbs._ ROBERT (_quickly, cautiously_). William! WILLIAM (_clears his throat, opens his eyes, not realising at first where he is, and then as though Robert had only just spoken_). Yes. ROBERT.