Whose is the fault? What does
it concern us whose fault it is? It is I who must bear the burden
and the consequences.
JEAN. Yes, but-- --
[Two sharp rings on bell are heard. Julie starts to her feet. Jean
changes his coat.]
JEAN. The Count--has returned. Think if Kristin has-- [Goes up to
speaking tube and listens.]
JULIE. Now he has seen the desk!
JEAN [Speaking in the tube]. It is Jean, Excellency. [Listens].
Yes, Excellency. [Listens] .Yes, Excellency,--right away--
immediately, Excellency. Yes--in half an hour.
JULIE [In great agitation]. What did he say? In Heaven's name, what
did he say?
JEAN. He wants his boots and coffee in a half hour.
JULIE. In half an hour then. Oh, I'm so tired--I'm incapable of
feeling, not able to be sorry, not able to go, not able to stay,
not able to live--not able to die. Help me now. Command me--I will
obey like a dog. Do me this last service save my honor. Save his
name. You know what I have the will to do--but cannot do. You will
it and command me to execute your will.
JEAN. I don't know why--but now I can't either.--I don't understand
myself. It is absolutely as though this coat does it--but I can't
command you now. And since the Count spoke to me-- --I can't
account for it--but oh, it is that damned servant in my back--I
believe if the Count came in here now and told me to cut my throat
I would do it on the spot.
JULIE. Make believe you are he--and I you. You could act so well a
little while ago when you knelt at my feet.
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