Scene IV
Jozwowicz. Anton.
Anton.—Ah, that is the princess.
Doctor.—Yes, it is she.
Anton.—Very pretty, but looks as though she was made of mist. As for me, I prefer women like my wife. From such as your princess you cannot expect sturdy democrats.
Doctor.—Enough of that.
Anton.—Then I will weigh anchor and sail. I will distribute the pamphlet with your address, and then I will write another article against Husarski. If they put me in prison they shall at least have a reason for it. Good-bye.
Doctor.—If you meet a servant, tell him that I am waiting for Count Drahomir.