Alexandra—[Coldly.] And why fencing instead?
Agi—I only . . . thought . . . your highness fences so well . . . and gracefully . . . and
Alexandra—And?
Agi—And anyone can show him the garden.
Alexandra—Thank you. I am quite aware of that.
Agi—I beg your pardon, your highness. It's the pride of the teacher that prompts me to speak.
Alexandra—The program is not regulated to suit your pride. And, in any case, I have no need of your advice on the subject. [Raises her chin a bit imperiously.]
Agi—As your highness commands. [There is a brief pause.]
Georg—May I say something?
Alexandra—Well?
Georg—The professor is right. [He goes to the door as voices are heard outside. Hyacinth and Beatrice enter.]
Arsen and Georg—[Rushing to greet Hyacinth.] Uncle Hyacinth! Hyacinth!
Arsen—Welcome!
Georg—How long are you going to stay?
Hyacinth—Now, now, now, not so boisterously. [Draws back playfully.]
Beatrice—Indians!
