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 Broz.—I am a practical man, and through experience have arrived at the conclusion that excessively delicate scruples may destroy one not only materially but even spiritually.

Dr. Svoboda (Ironically).—Then blessed be he who has no scruples. But be at rest, Mr. Broz. You may find a following of plenty of such, both among men and among women.

( enters. Broz bows, taking his leave.)

Prokop.—Honorable Doctor!

Dr. Svoboda.—My friend! How did you fare on the way? You do not appear to be happy!

Prokop.—Blow upon blow! I received the report yesterday from Prague to the effect that the corruption among the large free-holders is amazing. Within the last three days, fully twenty changes have been made in the titles to the large estates. Formerly, it appeared as though our victory was certain. Now it depends upon every individual vote.

Dr. Svoboda (Thoughtfully repeats).—Upon every individual vote!

Prokop.—And today, Baron Rozkosny announced that he also has sold his estate to the rabble!

Dr. Svoboda.—Terrible! And he did it from mere rapacity!

Prokop.—Baron Siegdorf will do the same.

Dr. Svoboda.—That is also possible.

Prokop.—A committee of citizens called upon Rozkos to urge him to be loyal. But all in vain.

Dr. Svoboda.—They called upon me also.

Prokop.—I have almost become effeminate through my contact with Baron Rozkos. And Zahradka seemed undecided. But from him and Soukup, we finally won the promise that they would stay with us. So we are at ease about them.

Dr. Svoboda.—As for myself then you have implicit faith in me?

Prokop.—Doctor—such a joke!

Dr. Svoboda.—Yes, it would be a terrible joke But, my friend, what would you advise me to do were I to tell you that my loyalty to my political principles may sacrifice my entire family?

Prokop.—My friend, I hope that such a supposition as an