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 you are while I speak to your mother. You needn't envy me the task. Then I shall come back and fetch you. [''He exits at left. exits. There is a pause.'']

—[After the pause, during which she has repeatedly looked at .] Please I don't even know your first name. What is it?

—Hans.

—How old are you?

—Twenty-nine.

—Where were you born?

—In Transylvania.

—What district?

—[In surprise.] Your highness at last we are left alone  and you ask me questions like a census taker.

—[Embarrassed; helplessly.] I want to know you. I want to hear all about you as quickly as possible. [Almost in tears.] But I don't know how to go about it.

—Have you thought of to-morrow morning?

—I don't want to think about that yet. The few moments we have together now mustn't be spoiled for you or for me

—To-morrow they'll sweep me out like rubbish.

—And what if I don't let them, Hans?

—Just the same, I shall go. Just the same.