MRS. IS. Yes, indeed...
IS. Prince Hagen, may I have a few words with you?
HAGEN. Why, surely... if you wish...
IS. I do.
MRS. IS. Prince Hagen will excuse me. [Exit, left.]
HAGEN. [Goes to table, centre, and sits opposite ISMAN.] Well?
IS. Prince Hagen, what do you want with me?
HAGEN. [Surprised.] Why... the pleasure of your company.
IS. I mean in the Street.
HAGEN. Oh! Have you been hit?
IS. Don"t mock me. You have used your resources deliberately to ruin me. You have followed me... you have taken every railroad in which I am interested, and driven it to the wall. And I ask you, man to man, what do you want?
HAGEN. [After some thought.] Isman, listen to me. You remember four months ago I offered you a business alliance?
IS. I had no idea of your resources then. Had I known, I should not have rejected your offer. Am I being punished for that?
HAGEN. No, Isman... it isn"t punishment. Had you gone into the alliance with me it would have been just the same. It was my purpose to get you into my power.
IS. Oh!
HAGEN. To bring you here... to make you sit down before me, and ask, What do you want?... And so I will tell you what I want, man to man! [A pause.] I want your daughter.
IS. [Starts.] What!
HAGEN. I want your daughter.
IS. Good G.o.d!
HAGEN. Do you understand now?
IS. [Whispering.] I understand!
HAGEN. Isman, you are a man of the world, and we can talk together. I love your daughter, and I wish to make her my wife.
IS. And so you ruined me!
HAGEN. Four months ago I was an interloper and an adventurer. In a month or two I shall be the master of your financial and political world. Then I had nothing to offer your daughter. Now I can make her the first lady of the land.
IS. But, man, we don"t sell our children... not in America.
HAGEN. Don"t talk to me like a fool, Isman. I never have anything to do with your shams.
IS. But the girl! She must consent!
HAGEN. I"ll attend to that. Meantime, I want you to know what I mean. On the day that your daughter marries me I will put you at the head of my interests, and make you the second richest man in America. You understand?
IS. [Weakly.] I understand.
HAGEN. Very well. And don"t forget to tell your wife about it. [He rises.]
IS. Is that all?
HAGEN. No; one thing more. Your daughter is not here to-night.
IS. No.
HAGEN. I wish her to come.
IS. But... she is indisposed!
HAGEN. That is a pretext. She did not want to come.
IS. Possibly...
HAGEN. Tell her to come.
IS. [Startled.] What? Now? It is too late!
HAGEN. Nonsense. Your home is only a block away. Telephone to her.
IS. [Dismayed.] But... she will not be ready.
HAGEN. Tell her to come! Whatever she is wearing, she will outshine them all. [ISMAN hesitates a moment, as if to speak, then goes off, right, half dazed; the other watches him, laughing silently to himself.] That"s all right! [Sees Calkins.] Ah, Calkins!
CALKINS. [Enters with an armful of papers.] Here are the morning papers, Prince.
HAGEN. Ah! [Takes them.] Still moist! Did you think I wanted them that badly?
CAL. Promptness never harms.
HAGEN. [Opening papers.] That"s true. Ah, they hardly knew which was more important... the ball or the panic! We filled them up pretty full.
Did you see if they followed the proofs?
CAL. There are no material changes.
HAGEN. Ha! Ha! Cartoons! Prince Hagen invites the Four Hundred with one hand and knocks them down with the other! Pretty good! Pretty good!
What"s this? Three millions to decorate his palaces... half a million for a single ball?
CAL. I suppose they couldn"t credit the figures.