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Rh Kinský (Taking leave)—The straightening of my affairs will require my time at present—everything is in great disorder. (, hearing the words of , walks off to the right with who has said goodbye to  and .)

Rozmberk.—The Attendant Raček received a command, brother, to look after you in my name.

( takes leave of and , and walks off to the right.)

Zuzanka (Flatteringly).—And we, my master?

Rozmberk.—With great expectation, I will await Zuzanka here.

Zuzanka.—And what shall I carry away, for myself and the others?

Rozmberk.—My most ardent love for yourself, and my favor to all the ladies.

Zuzanka (Laughing).—And the black woman?

Rozmberk (Laughing).—To her especially,—only deliver the message in her native language.

( with a laugh, walks off to the left, escorted by the pages.)

Rozmberk.—If that Hannewaldova remains before my eyes much longer, I will certainly be consumed!

Bilent.—Better to capture her than to have any misfortune happen to the master.

Rozmberk.—There is extraordinary charm in her eye. From its depths, a thousand stars seem to scatter. That fresh, youthful form! (With a laugh.) Bilent, see to it—better that she should leave us sooner than later; I do not know how long I shall remember my duties as a host!

Bilent (Intimately and jestingly).—It depends upon Your Grace, how soon we should get her away from here.

Rozmberk (Jestingly).—I cannot resolve to do that so easily.

Bilent (Laughing).—Yes, yes, but I wonder then how long she will stay, and we must also consider what her uncle will think of it.

Rozmberk.—Why should I care for her uncle! (With a laugh) I must confess that he pleases me far less than his niece.