good—and steels my will. So now I will proceed to action. Stay—one thing more. [To the Rector] Can you tell me, Herr Preceptor,—is there such a thing as a Temperance Society in the town? A Total Abstinence Society? I need scarcely ask.
Kroll.
Yes, there is. I am the president, at your service.
Brendel.
I saw it in your face! Well, it is by no means impossible that I may come to you and enrol myself as a member for a week.
Kroll.
Excuse me—we don't receive members by the week.
Brendel.
À la bonne heure, Herr Pedagogue. Ulric Brendel has never forced himself into that sort of Society. [Turns.] But I must not prolong my stay in this house, so rich in memories. I must get on to the town and select a suitable lodging. I presume there is a decent hotel in the place.
Rebecca. Mayn't I offer you anything before you go?
Brendel. Of what sort, gracious lady?
Rebecca. A cup of tea, or
Brendel. I thank my bountiful hostess—but I am always
