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Rh dinner? The firt I think is the bet. Ay, I don’t want a breakfat, for dinner time will oon be here. To do good atisfies both hunger and thit. [Going towards her with the money in his hand.] Take this, good woman.

[She tretches her hand for the gift, looks tedfatly at him, and cries out witb aonihment and joy.]

Frederick!

Mother! [Wifth amazement and grief.] Mother! For God’s ake what is this! How is this! And why do I find my mother thus? Speak!

I cannot peak, dear on! [Riing and embracing him.] My dear Frederick! The joy is too great—I was not prepared—

Dear mother, compoe yourelf: [leans her head againt his breat] now, then, be comforted. How he trembles! She is fainting.

I am o weak, and my head o giddy—I had nothing to eat all yeterday.

Good heavens! Here is my little money, take it all! Oh mother! mother! [Runs to the inn] Landlord! Landlord! [knocking violently at the door.]

What is the matter?

A bottle of wine—quick, quick!

A bottle of wine ! For who ?