The same. Jozwowicz.
Doctor (entering, laughs).--Ha! ha! Do you know what has happened?
Stella.--Is it something amusing?
Doctor.--A dreadful, tragic, but before a ridiculous thing.
Miliszewski wished to challenge Pretwic.
Stella.--For Heaven's sake!
Doctor.--You must laugh with me. If there were anything dreadful I
would not frighten you, princess.
Drahomir.--And what has been the end of it?
Doctor.--I was angry with Mr. Pretwic for taking the matter so
seriously.
Drahomir.--How could he help it?
Doctor.--But it would be shameful for a man like Mr. Pretwic to fight
with such a poor thing.
Stella.--The doctor is right. I do not understand Mr. Pretwic.
Doctor.--Our princess must not be irritated. I have made peace between
them. Mr. Pretwic did not grasp the real situation and his naturally
sanguine disposition carried him away. But now that I have explained
to him, he agrees that it would be too utterly ridiculous.
Drahomir.--And what about Miliszewski?
Doctor.--I have sent him to his mamma. He is a good boy.
Stella.--I shall scold Mr. Pretwic, nevertheless.
Drahomir.--But you must not be too severe.
Stella.--You are laughing, gentlemen. I am sorry that it was necessary
to explain the matter to Mr. Pretwic. I must scold him immediately
(she goes out).