_Enter_ OLDENDORF.

OLDENDORF.

Good morning, Colonel!

IDA (_with a friendly greeting_).

Good morning, Edward. Help me to admire the new dahlias that father
has grown.

COLONEL.

But do not trouble the professor. Such trifles no longer interest him;
he has bigger things in his head.

OLDENDORF.

At all events I have not lost my ability to enjoy what gives you
pleasure.

COLONEL (_grumbling to himself_).

You have not given me much proof of that. I fear you take pleasure in
doing the very things that vex me. You are doubtless quite busy now
with your election, Mr. Future Member of Parliament!

OLDENDORF.

You know, Colonel, that I myself have less than any one else to do