_The garden of Count Arpad. In the background, tall iron fence. Near the middle of this, but a little more to the right, there is a gate. In the foreground, at the left, appears the facade of the two-storied villa, which used to be an imperial hunting lodge about 180 years ago and was remodeled about thirty years ago. A narrow terrace runs along the main floor, which is raised above the ground. Three wide stairs lead from the terrace down to the garden. French doors, which are standing open, lead from the terrace into the drawing-room. The windows of the upper floor are of ordinary design. Above that floor appears a small balcony, to which access is had through a dormer window. This balcony holds a profusion of flowering plants. A garden seat, a small table and an armchair stand under a tree at the right, in the foreground._ COUNT (_enters from the right; he is an elderly man with gray mustaches, but must still be counted decidedly good-looking; his bearing and manners indicate the retired officer; he wears a riding suit and carries a crop_) VALET (_entering behind the Count_) At what time does Your Grace desire to have dinner to-day? COUNT (_who speaks with the laconism affected by his former colleagues, and who, at that particular moment, is engaged in lighting a huge cigar_) At two. VALET And when is the carriage to be ready, Your Grace? MIZZIE[1] (_appearing on the balcony with a palette and a bunch of brushes in one hand, calls down to her father_) Good morning, papa. [1] Diminutive of Maria. COUNT Morning, Mizzie. MIZZIE You left me all alone for breakfast again, papa. Where have you been anyhow? COUNT Most everywhere. Rode out by way of Mauer and Rodaun.[2] Perfectly splendid day. And what are you doing? At work already? Is there anything new to be seen soon? [2] Small towns south of Vienna. The subsequent reference to the Tiergarten shows that the Pazmandy residence must be in the little suburb of Lainz, at the extreme southwestern corner of Vienna. Near the Tiergarten there is actually an imperial hunting lodge, which the playwright seems to have appropriated for his purpose. MIZZIE Yes, indeed, papa. Nothing but flowers though, as usual. COUNT Isn't the professor coming to see you to-day? MIZZIE Yes, but not until one. COUNT Well, don't let me interrupt you. MIZZIE (_throws a kiss to him and disappears from the balcony_) COUNT (_to the valet_) What are you waiting for? Oh, the carriage. I'm not going out again to-day. Joseph can take a holiday. Or wait a moment. (_He calls up to the balcony_) Say, Mizzie.... MIZZIE (_reappears on the balcony_) COUNT Sorry to disturb you again. Do you think you'll want the carriage to-day? MIZZIE No, thank you, papa. I can think of nothing.... No, thanks. (_She disappears again_) COUNT