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 Beauvalle (To ).—Let him enter. ( disappears.) Dejm, stay with me now! I must not be left alone! (Sinks into his chair. Enter .)

Jordán (In official dress with a poinard at his side, a portfolio under the left hand, bows to the, who advances toward him.)—Pardon, Countess, my sudden appearance. Sorry. (Sees, looks surprised, but remarks dryly) Count Dejm, have I prevented your disappearance?

Dejm.—Not at all, Mr. Court Commissioner, I am not going to leave!

Jordán (Sharply).—You then consider it advisable to remain longer here at the castle?

Dejm.—If I am not an obstacle, and as long as I have the permission (bowing to the ) of my gracious hostess, I will remain here!

Jordán (With a forced smile).—You will be no obstacle, Count, to my transaction.

Beauvalle (Rising to ).—Your mission here You are commanded, Mr. Court Commissioner

Jordán.—Pardon, Count, my respects to you

Beauvalle.—I welcome you. May I know what it is that gives me the honor of your visit?

Jordán.—A very important mission, Count.

Countess (Frightened.)

Dejm (Stirs uneasily. Takes the by the hand).—Calmly, Countess, we must compose ourselves.

Jordán (On the side to ).—In your castle the leader and warrior Schirnding lies injured unto death. There was an uprising on your estate, the result of your default from her Majesty, Marie Teresa. I received a stern command to investigate the matter, and make a complete report to the Chancellor’s Court.

Beauvalle (To himself).—Then I am lost.

Countess (To ).—What is he saying?

Dejm.—I cannot catch his words.

Jordán.—It is my first duty in common with yourself, to hold a trial, and bring to justice all the revolutionists on your estate.

Beauvalle.-With me?