The Dramatic Works of G. E. Lessing Miss Sara Sampson, Philotas, Emilia Galotti, Nathan the Wise
Scene V.
Marwood, Arabella, Hannah.
MARWOOD (_drawing a deep breath_).
Victory, Hannah! but a hard victory! Give me a chair, I feel quite exhausted (_sitting down_). He surrendered only just in time, if he had hesitated another moment, I should have shown him quite a different Marwood.
HANNAH.
Ah, Madam, what a woman you are! I should like to Bee the man who could resist you.
MARWOOD.
He has resisted me already too long. And assuredly, assuredly, I will not forgive him that he almost let me go down on my knees to him.
ARABELLA.
No, no! You must forgive him everything. He is so good, so good----
MARWOOD.
Be silent, little silly!
HANNAH.
I do not know on what side you did not attack him! But nothing, I think, touched him more, than the disinterestedness with which you offered to return all his presents to him.
MARWOOD.
I believe so too. Ha! ha! ha! (_contemptuously_).
HANNAH.
Why do you laugh, Madam? You really risked a great deal, if you were not in earnest about it. Suppose he had taken you at your word?
MARWOOD.
Oh, nonsense, one knows with whom one has to deal.
HANNAH.
I quite admit that! But you too, my pretty Bella, did your part excellently, excellently!
ARABELLA.
How so? Could I do it, then, any other way? I had not seen him for such a long time. I hope you are not angry, Madam, that I love him so? I love you as much as him, just as much.
MARWOOD.
Very well, I will pardon you this time that you do not love me better than him.
ARABELLA (_sobbing_).
This time?
MARWOOD.
Why, you are crying actually? What is it about?
ARABELLA.
Ah, no! I am not crying. Do not get angry! I will love you both so much, so much, that it will be impossible to love either of you more.
MARWOOD.
Very well.
ARABELLA.
I am so unhappy.
MARWOOD.
Now be quiet----but what is that?