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ll despise my weakness. He will--ah, me! what sad forebodings oppress my heart! You are going Sophy! stay, yet--no, no--he comes--yes, stay, stay with me---- SOPHY. Collect yourself, my lady, the major---- SCENE III.--FERDINAND VON WALTER. The former. FERDINAND (with a slight bow). I hope I do not interrupt your ladyship? LADY MILFORD (with visible emotion). Not at all, baron--not in the least. FERDINAND. I wait on your ladyship, at the command of my father. LADY MILFORD. Therein I am his debtor. FERDINAND. And I am charged to announce to you that our marriage is determined on. Thus far I fulfil the commission of my father. LADY MILFORD (changing color and trembling). And not of your own heart? FERDINAND. Ministers and panders have no concern with hearts. LADY MILFORD (almost speechless with emotion). And you yourself--have you nothing to add? FERDINAND (looking at SOPHY). Much! my lady, much! LADY MILFORD (motions to SOPHY to withdraw). May I beg you to take a seat by my side? FERDINAND. I will be brief, lady. LADY MILFORD. Well! FERDINAND. I am a man of honor! LADY MILFORD. Whose worth I know how to appreciate. FERDINAND. I am of noble birth! LADY MILFORD. Noble as any in the land! FERDINAND. A soldier! LADY MILFORD (in a soft, affectionate manner). Thus far you have only enumerated advantages which you share in common with many others. Why are you so silent regarding those noble qualities which are peculiarly your own? FERDINAND (coldly). Here they would be out of place. LADY MILFORD (with increasing agitation). In what light am I to understand this prelude? FERDINAND (slowly, and with emphasis). As the protest of the voice of honor--should you think proper to enforce the possession of my hand! LADY MILFORD (starting with indignation). Major von Walter! What language is this? FERDINAND (calmly). The language of my heart--of my unspotted name--and of this true sword. LADY MILFORD. Your sword was given to you by the prince. FERDINAND. 'Twas the state which gave it, by the hands of the prince. God bestowed on me an honest heart. My nobility is derived from a line of ancestry extending through centuries. LADY MILFORD. But the authority of the prince---- FERDINAND (with warmth). Can he subvert the laws of humanity, or stamp glory on our actions as easily as he stamps value on the coin of his realm? He himself is not raised above the laws of honor, alth
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