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THE MAKROPOULOS SECRET forty. Lord, that man had a hand! Why, Sir, I tell you it’s a pleasure to look at it.

Oh, you are a fool—let me alone.

[Putting back the papers piously]

Well, well. Perhaps the Supreme Court will still put it off.

Papa, aren’t you coming home?

[Climbing down the ladder]

Right away. Right away. As soon as the Doctor gets back.

[Standing up]

Your daughter?

Oh, yes. Stay outside. Kristina. Wait for me in the corridor.

Oh, please don’t, that is, not on my account. [To Kristina.] Are you coming from school?

No, from a rehearsal.