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 —[Crossly.] That's the worst of it. Yes, that's the worst of it. When I look at you, I when I look at you like this Unheard of! I look at you and my heart aches for you But you  you children  you are young  unspoiled  and I  no, I wasn't born to be a judge. I try to be but I try in vain. I can't judge you. There you sit two fine young people  and in such a desperate plight  but so happy in spite of it you will never be as happy again. Happiness flies past like the wind. You have scarcely felt it before it is gone And then comes the reality, to which you will awake to-morrow morning which will separate you, and which will be for the best But it will hurt a little, my dear children. It will hurt such things have happened before Even to me  when I wore a uniform. A long, long time ago. [''He turns away. There is a pause. He goes to the table, picks up his glass. Softly.''] To your happiness. [''Raises the glass, sips the wine, sits at the place which had occupied during supper. There is a pause during which and  sit motionless. enters quietly.'']

—What is it, my friend?

—[Quietly.] Her highness requests the reverend father to go and see her.

—At once?