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FIRST PART OF WALLENSTEIN.
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TERTSKY. (whispering to him.)

Art in thy senses? For heaven's sake, Illo!

think where you are!

ILLO. (aloud.)

What do you mean?—There are none but friends

here, are there? (looks round the whole circle with a jolly and triumphant air.) Not a sneaker
amongst us, thank heaven!

TERTSKY. (to Butler, eagerly.)

Take him off with you, force him off, I entreat

you, Butler!

BUTLER. (to Illo.)

Field-marshal! a word with you. (leads to the side-board.)


ILLO. (cordially.)

A thousand for one. Fill—Fill it once more

up to the brim. To this gallant man's health!

ISOLANI. (to Max. who all the while has been staring on the paper with fixed but vacant eyes.)


Slow and sure, my noble brother!—Hast parsed
it all yet?—Some words yet to go thro'?—Ha?—

MAX. (waking as from a dream)

What am I to do?


TERTSKY, and at the same time ISOLANI. Sign your name. (Octavio directs his eyes on him with intense anxiety.)



MAX. (returns the paper.)

Let it stay till to-morrow. It is business

to-day I am not sufficiently collected. Send it to
me to-morrow.

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TERTSKY.