The Stranger: A Drama, in Five ActsKotzebue, August von
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The Stranger: A Drama, in Five Acts
Kotzebue, August von
Drama
_Mrs. H._ Very well; if those things are done, let the drawing room be
made ready immediately.--[_Exit MAIDS._] And, George, run immediately
into the park, and tell Mr. Solomon I wish to speak with him. [_Exit
FOOTMAN._] I cannot understand this. I do not learn whether their coming
to this place be but the whim of a moment, or a plan for a longer stay:
if the latter, farewell, solitude! farewell, study!--farewell!--Yes, I
must make room for gaiety, and mere frivolity. Yet could I willingly
submit to all; but, should the Countess give me new proofs of her
attachment, perhaps of her respect, Oh! how will my conscience upbraid
me! Or--I shudder at the thought! if this seat be visited by company,
and chance should conduct hither any of my former acquaintance--Alas!
alas! how wretched is the being who fears the sight of any one
fellow-creature! But, oh! superior misery! to dread still more the
presence of a former friend!--Who's there?
_Enter PETER._
_Pet._ Nobody. It's only me.
_Mrs. H._ So soon returned?
_Pet._ Sharp lad, a'n't I? On the road I've had a bit of talk too, and--
_Mrs. H._ But you have observed my directions!
_Pet._ Oh, yes, yes:--I told old Tobias as how he would never know as
long as he lived that the money came from you.
_Mrs. H._ You found him quite recovered, I hope?
_Pet._ Ay, sure did I. He's coming out to-day for the first time.
_Mrs. H._ I rejoice to hear it.
_Pet._ He said that he was obliged to you for all; and before dinner
would crawl up to thank you.
_Mrs. H._ Good Peter, do me another service.
_Pet._ Ay, a hundred, if you'll only let me have a good long stare at
you.
_Mrs. H._ With all my heart! Observe when old Tobias comes, and send him
away. Tell him I am busy, or asleep, or unwell, or what you please.
_Pet._ I will, I will.
_Sol._ [_Without._] There, there, go to the post-office.
_Mrs. H._ Oh! here comes Mr. Solomon.
_Pet._ What! Father?--Ay, so there is. Father's a main clever man: he
knows what's going on all over the world.
_Mrs. H._ No wonder; for you know he receives as many letters as a prime
minister and all his secretaries.
_Enter SOLOMON._
_Sol._ Good morning, good morning to you, Mrs. Haller. It gives me
infinite pleasure to see you look so charmingly well. You have had the
goodness to send for your humble servant. Any news from the Great City?
There are very weighty matters in agitation. I have my letters too.
_Mrs. H._ [_Smiling._] I think, Mr. Solomon, you must correspond with
the four quarters of the globe.
_Sol._ Beg pardon, not with the whole world, Mrs. Haller: but
[_Consequentially._] to be sure I have correspondents, on whom I can
rely, in the chief cities of Europe, Asia, Africa, and America.
_Mrs. H._ And yet I have my doubts whether you know what is to happen
this very day at this very place.
_Sol._ At this very place! Nothing material. We meant to have sown a
little barley to-day, but the ground is too dry; and the sheep-shearing
is not to be till to-morrow.
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