A well-to-do man, and a bachelor still. He has a nice little freehold three miles from here. He made prize-money in the war, and was a sergeant to the Major. Yes, he is a real friend of the Major's; he is a friend who would give his life for him.
WER.
Yes; and that is a friend of the Major's—that is a friend… whose life the Major ought to take
(Pointing to the Landlord).
LAND.
How! What! No, Herr Werner, that is not a good joke. I no friend to the Major! I don't understand that joke.
WER.
Just has told me pretty things.
LAND.
Just! Ah! I thought Just was speaking through you. Just is a nasty, ill-natured man. But here on the spot stands a pretty maid—she can speak, she can say if I am no friend of the Major's—if I have not done him good service. And why should not I be his friend? Is not he a deserving man? It is true, he has had the misfortune to be discharged;
but what of that? The king cannot be acquainted with all deserving officers; and if he knew them, he could not reward them all.
WER.
Heaven put those words into your mouth. But Just… certainly there is nothing remarkable about Just, but still Just is no liar; and if that what he has told me be true!!!!!
LAND.
I don't want to hear anything about Just. As I said, this pretty maid here can speak.
(Whispering to her.)
You know, my dear; the ring! Tell Herr Werner about it. Then he will learn better what I am. And that it may not appear as if she only said what I wish, I will not even be present. I will go; but you shall tell me after, Herr Werner, you shall tell me, whether Just is not a foul slanderer.
(Exit.)
SCENE V
Werner, Franziska
WER.
Little woman, do you know my Major?
FRAN.
Major von Tellheim? Yes, indeed, I do know that good man.
WER.
Is he not a good man? Do you like him?
FRAN.
From the bottom of my heart.
WER.
Indeed! I tell you what, little woman, you are twice as pretty now as you were before. But what are the services, which the landlord says he has rendered our Major?
FRAN.
That is what I don't know; unless he wished to take credit to himself for the good result which fortunately has arisen from his knavish conduct.
WER.
Then what Just told me is true?
(Towards the side where the Landlord went off.)
A lucky thing for you that you are gone! He did really turn him out of his room?—To treat such a man so, because the donkey fancied that he had no more money! The Major no money!
FRAN.
What! Has the Major any money?
WER.
By the load. He doesn't know how much he has. He doesn't know who is in his debt. I am his debtor, and have brought him some old arrears.
Look, little woman, in this purse
(drawing it out of one pocket)
are a hundred louis d'ors; and in this packet
(drawing it out of another pocket)
a hundred ducats. All his money!
FRAN.
Really! Why then does the Major pawn his things? He pledged a ring, you know!!!!!
WER.
Pledged! Don't you believe it. Perhaps he wanted to get rid of the rubbish.
FRAN.