You're too kind, Countess.... [_The Count, the Prince and Philip have reappeared in the meantime._ COUNT Look at that, will you! WASNER Good morning, Count. Good morning, Highness. PRINCE I say, Wasner, you may just as well take your bride home in that trap of yours. My son is coming with me. WASNER Your son...? PHILIP Why haven't you told me that you were engaged, Wasner? WASNER Well, there are things you haven't told either ... Mr. von Radeiner! COUNT (_to Lolo_) Thank you very much for your friendly visit, and please accept my very best wishes. LOLO The same to you, Count. And I must say, that when one has such a daughter.... MIZZIE It's too bad I haven't come to know you before. LOLO Oh, really, Countess.... MIZZIE Once more, my dear Miss Lolo, good luck to you! (_Mizzie embraces Lolo_) COUNT (_looks on with surprise and some genuine emotion_) LOLO I thank you for the kind reception, Count--and good-by! COUNT Good-by, Miss Langhuber. I trust you'll be happy ... indeed I do, Lolo. LOLO (_gets into the carriage which has driven up to the gate in the meantime_) WASNER (_is on the box, hat in hand; they drive off_) MIZZIE (_waves her hand at them as they disappear_) PHILIP (_who has been standing in the foreground with the Prince_) Oh, my dear papa, I can see through the whole story. PRINCE You can? PHILIP This Miss Lolo must be the natural daughter of the Count, and a sister of the Countess--her foster-sister, as they say. PRINCE No, you would call that a step-sister. But go on, Mr. Diplomat. PHILIP And of course, both are in love with you--both the Countess and the ballet dancer. And this marriage between the dancer and Wasner is your work. PRINCE Go on. PHILIP You know--there's something I never thought of until just now! PRINCE What? PHILIP I don't know if I dare? PRINCE Why so timid all at once? PHILIP Supposing my mother was not dead.... PRINCE H'm.... PHILIP And, through a remarkable combination of circumstances, she should now be going back to the city in the very carriage that brought me out here...? And suppose it should be my own mother, whose picture I cut out of that newspaper...? PRINCE My lad, you'll certainly end as a cabinet minister--Secretary of Agriculture, if nothing better.--But now it's time for us to say good-by. [_The Count and Mizzie are coming forward again._ PRINCE Well, my dear friend, this must be our farewell call, I am sorry to say. COUNT But why don't you stay.... That would be delightful ... if you could take lunch with us.... PRINCE Unfortunately, it isn't possible. We have an appointment at Sacher's.[8] [8] A fashionable restaurant near the Imperial Palace in the Inner City. COUNT That's really too bad. And shall I not see you at all during the Summer? PRINCE Oh, we shall not be entirely out of touch. COUNT And are you starting to-morrow already? PRINCE Yes. COUNT Where are you going? PRINCE To the sea shore--Ostend.