O.U.
COLONEL (_impatiently_).
I don't want your I.O.U. either. Sir, for God's sake get out of the
house!
SCHMOCK.
And how about the interest? If I can have it at five per cent. I
should like it.
ADELAIDE.
The gentleman makes you a present of the money.
SCHMOCK.
He makes me a present of the money? It's a miracle! I tell you what,
Colonel, if I don't succeed with the money it remains a gift, but if I
work my way up with it I return it. I hope I will work my way up.
COLONEL. Do just as you like about that.
SCHMOCK.
I like to have it that way, Colonel.--Meanwhile I thank you, and may
some other joy come to make it up to you. Good day, Sir and Madam.
ADELAIDE.
We must not forget the lunch. [_Rings,_ KORB _enters_.] Dear Korb!
[_Talks in a low tone to him_.]
SCHMOCK.
O please, do not go to that trouble!
[_Exeunt_ SCHMOCK _and_ KORB.]
COLONEL.
And now, dear lady, explain this whole conversation; it concerns me
intimately enough.
ADELAIDE.
Senden spoke tactlessly to outsiders about his relations with you and
your household. This young man had overheard some of it, and also had
notes written by Senden in his possession, which contained unsuitable
expressions. I thought it best to get these notes out of his hands.
COLONEL.
I want you to let me have those letters, Adelaide.
ADELAIDE (_entreating_).
Why, Colonel?
COLONEL.
I won't get angry, girl.
ADELAIDE.
Nor is it worth while to do so.
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