_NINTH SCENE_.
THE SAME. WILHELM. _Afterward_ LIEUTENANT VON HALLERPFORT.
Fritz.
What is it?
Wilhelm.
Lieutenant von Hallerpfort wishes to speak to the young master.
Fritz.
(_Hurrying past him to the door_.) Well?
(Hallerpfort _shakes hands with him and the_ Major, _and casts a glance
at_ Wilhelm, _who forthwith disappears_.)
Fritz.
Well?
Hallerpfort.
Does your father know?
Major.
Yes, my dear Hallerpfort, I know.--Granted?
Hallerpfort.
To-morrow morning, half after four o'clock behind the large
drill-ground.
Fritz.
Thank God!
Major.