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"The Reichstadt scent"!
GENTZ.
[_Smelling perfume._]
It smells of violets.
METTERNICH.
[_s.n.a.t.c.hes the bottle out of his hand and sc.r.a.pes the label off with a pair of scissors he takes from the table._]
If the Duke came he'd see that still at Paris--
A VOICE.
[_Among the group at the back of the stage._]
The Hydra lifts its head--
A LADY.
Our husbands talk Of Hydras!
LORD COWLEY.
And it must be stifled.
A LADY.
Yes; Volcanoes first, then hydras.
A MAID OF HONOR OF MARIA LOUISA.
[_Followed by a servant bringing a tray with large gla.s.ses of iced coffee._]
_Eis-Kaffee?_
THE ARCHd.u.c.h.eSS.
[_Seated; to a young lady._]
Recite some verses, Olga.
GENTZ.
May we have Something of Heine's?
SEVERAL VOICES.
Yes!
OLGA.
[_Rising._]
The Grenadiers?
METTERNICH.
[_Quickly._]
Oh! No!
SCARAMPI.
[_Coming out of_ MARIA LOUISA'S _apartment._]
Her Majesty is on her way!
ALL.
Scarampi!
SANDOR.
We'll drive out to Krainerhutten, The ladies there can rest upon the green.
METTERNICH.
[_To_ GENTZ.]
What are you reading yonder?
GENTZ.
The "Debats."
LORD COWLEY.
The politics?
GENTZ.
The Theatres.
THE ARCHd.u.c.h.eSS.
How futile!
GENTZ.
