Klementina.—It is first of all, my duty. I am shielding not only myself but my entire family before this insane obsession of my husband, which is blinding his eyes to the inevitable doom which awaits us.
Neufeld.—Should I be successful in accomplishing my purpose, I will make an effort to have your future home embellished with a seal.
Klementina (Joyfully surprised).—A seal? But I did not ask for one.
Neufeld.—The present combination of our syndicate might even acquire a title for you.
Jaroslav (Standing by the window).—Listen, mother, it might be worth while to think about that.
Klementina.—We must first reach the goal we are striving for. (Rises. Neufeld does the same.)
Neufeld.—I hope you will have good news for me tomorrow, gracious lady!
Klementina.—Nothing would please me better.
(Neufeld bows, and makes his exit from the right, Jaroslav with him. Dr. Svoboda enters from the left.)
Scene II
Dr. Svoboda, Klementina
Dr. Svoboda (Greatly excited, holding two papers in his hand).—I have come to tell you that, that person, (Pointing after Neufeld) had better leave my home.
Klementina.—Why?
Dr. Svoboda.—Because his presence here is compromising me. He is an agent appointed by the banks interested in the election to buy up the great estates.
Klementina.—To me, he is only a bidder for our estate.
Dr. Svoboda.—To me, he is a person with whom I cannot do business.
Klementina.—Let us drop this subject. I have a more serious matter weighing upon my mind.
Dr. Svoboda.—And that is?
Klementina.—The betrothal of our daughters. Ludvik,—I mean, Mr. Scheffel, is awaiting his answer today. What will you tell him?
Dr. Svoboda.—True. I might give Filipina an annual allowance of some sort, but 50,000 florins I cannot raise now.
