drying and soaking. We simply don’t see time pass: hunting, looking after the estate; just look how many books we've got, let alone papers!
Companion: And did you see the tall tower on our house? We've got a telescope and we look at the skies for hours. And then riding and walking?
Master: If only you saw our wonderful marsh, behind the village cemetery. Not only we walk there in the dark midnights—little green fires, sweetly-sad as we, without direction and without purpose, move about us and wave
Companion: We’re almost the whole day in the fresh air.
Master: How strong I’ve got! What muscles, why (To Companion.) Bring a horseshoe or a poker and a pack of cards. (Exit Companion.) What do I do? There! read his diary.
Friend (reads): “Diary of daily events.”
Master: Find to-day’s date!
Friend: Yes, and then!
Master: Read more or less what I was occupied with to-day. (Pours him out mead.)
Friend (reads): “In the morning I went hunting with tolerable success, the reason of which was doubly sad thoughts about Anna”
