. . . and . . . he . . . he[Albert enters quietly. She sees him but continues as if he were not there.] He didn't know what he wanted . . . and didn't care what harm he did . . . as long as he could gratify a momentary impulse . . . he
Albert—[With mild irony.] Xara, you misjudge him. He is a free spirit. He is not like us. Alexandra—[Unheeding him.] He only wanted to destroy everything . . . to make a scandal. . . . Yes, he was ill-mannered and ignorant
Albert—You are unjust. He is an astronomer.
Alexandra—And now I say his conduct was impertinent.
Agi—Your highness!
Albert—Don't answer her, Hans! I forbid it, Hans! And if you will permit me . . . Hans . . . I will kiss you, Hans. [Embraces him and kisses him on the cheek.]
Hyacinth—Bravo! I leave to-morrow.
Agi—[Good-humoredly.] Thanks, your highness. You overwhelm me. Albert—Do you mind?
Agi—Not this one.
Albert—Shall I kiss you again?
Agi—Thanks, your kindness, that would be too much. One was just enough. [Georg and Arsen enter at back. Each carries a bouquet of flowers in his hand. They pause a moment on the threshold,
