I really came--in matters--to beg you to take my part against my neighbor. I had also brought this purse with me--but the presence of Lord Law is too frightful for me.
BUGBEAR (_suddenly changes into a mouse and sits in a corner_).
OFFICER.
Why, where has the Bugbear gone?
BUGBEAR (_in a delicate voice_).
Just put the money down there on the table; I will sit here to avoid frightening you.
OFFICER.
Here. (_He lays the money down_.) Oh, this justice is a splendid thing--how can one be afraid of such a mouse!
[_Exit_.]
BUGBEAR (_a.s.sumes his natural form_).
A pretty good purse--of course one must sympathize with human weakness.
[_Enter_ HINZE.]
HINZE.
With your permission--(_aside_) Hinze, you must pluck up courage--(_aloud_) Your Excellency!
BUGBEAR.
What do you wish?
HINZE.
I am a scholar traveling through this region and wished to take the liberty of making your excellency"s acquaintance.
BUGBEAR.
Very well, then, make my acquaintance.
HINZE.
You are a mighty prince; your love of justice is known all over the world.
BUGBEAR.
Yes, I don"t doubt it. Do sit down!
HINZE.
They tell many wonderful things about Your Highness--
BUGBEAR.
Yes, people always want something to talk about and so the reigning monarchs must be the first to be discussed.
HINZE.
But still, there is one thing I cannot believe, that Your Excellency can transform yourself into an elephant and a tiger.
BUGBEAR.
I will give you an example of it at once. (_He changes into a lion_.)
HINZE (_draws out a portfolio, trembling_).
Permit me to make note of this marvel--but now would you also please resume your natural charming form? Otherwise I shall die of fear.
BUGBEAR (_in his own form_).
Those are tricks, friend! Don"t you think so?
HINZE.
Marvelous! But another thing--they also say you can transform yourself into very small animals--with your permission, that is even far more incomprehensible to me; for, do tell me, what becomes of your large body then?
BUGBEAR.
I will do that too.
[_He changes into a mouse_. HINZE _leaps after him, the Bugbear flees into another room_, HINZE _after him_.]
HINZE (_coming back_).
Freedom and Equality! The Law is devoured! Now indeed the Tiers--_Etat_! Gottlieb will surely secure the government.
SCHLOSS.
Why, a revolutionary play after all? Then for heaven"s sake, you surely shouldn"t stamp!
[_The stamping continues_, WIESENER _and several others applaud_, HINZE _creeps into a corner and finally even leaves the stage. The playwright is heard quarreling behind the scenes and then enters_.]
PLAYWR.
What am I to do? The play will be over directly--everything would perhaps have run smoothly--now just in this moral scene I had expected so much applause. If this were only not so far away from the king"s palace, I would fetch the peacemaker; he explained to me at the end of the second act all the fables of Orpheus--but am I not a fool? I became quite confused--why, this is the theatre here, and the peacemaker must be somewhere behind the scenes--I will look for him--I must find him--he shall save me! (_Exit, returns again quickly_.) He is not _there_, Sir Peacemaker! An empty echo mocks me--he has deserted me, his playwright. Ha! there I see him--he must come forward.
[_The pauses are always filled by stamping in the pit and the playwright delivers this monologue in recitative, so that the effect is rather melodramatic_.]
PEACEMAKER (_behind the scenes_).