ADELAIDE.
You need not touch a pen for me this whole day. I want you to see the
town and look up your acquaintances. You have acquaintances here, I
suppose?
KORB.
Not very many. It is more than a year since I was last here.
ADELAIDE (_indifferently_).
But are there no people from Rosenau here?
KORB.
Among the soldiers are four from the village. There is John Lutz of
Schimmellutz--
ADELAIDE.
I know. Have you no other acquaintance here from the village?
KORB.
None at all, except him, of course--
ADELAIDE.
Except him? Whom do you mean?
KORB.
Why, our Mr. Conrad.
ADELAIDE.
Oh, to be sure! Are you not going to visit him? I thought you had
always been good friends.
KORB.
Going to visit him? That is the first place I am going to. I have been
looking forward to it during the whole journey. He is a faithful soul
of whom the village has a right to be proud.
ADELAIDE (_warmly_).
Yes, he has a faithful heart.
KORB (_eagerly_).
Ever merry, ever friendly, and so attached to the village! Poor man,
it is a long time since he was there!
ADELAIDE.
Don't speak of it!
KORB.
He will ask me about everything--about the farming--
ADELAIDE (_eagerly_).
And about the horses. The old sorrel he was so fond of riding is still
alive. KORB. And about the shrubs he planted with you.
ADELAIDE.
Especially about the lilac-bush where my arbor now stands. Be sure you
tell him about that.
KORB.
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