Countess Dracula Page #5

of his company tonight.

Tell him that the Countess Elisabeth

approves of the marriage

and has made you responsible

for the arrangements.

To hell with the Countess Elisabeth.

Don't be so angry.

I hadn't forgotten you. I promise.

- Not now, Dobi.

- When?

- Soon.

- Tonight?

If you wish.

I'll be here.

Any of you seen her before?

- Are there any gypsies round here?

- I've seen a few like her, with the circus.

In the marketplace last night.

Go on.

All right, I'm not arresting you.

Not unless you've got

a murderer hidden in there.

Have you seen anyone

with a gypsy girl going into the forest?

Let go of me, let go!

Help!

Why do they stare at us?

- Fear.

- Fear? Fear of what?

As a dog fears its master.

But a dog is also keen to serve its master.

I fear we have no service.

Boy, a flagon of wine. Speed.

Another tankard here.

There you are, Lieutenant.

You are now the undisputed possessor

of 34 horses and 59 mares.

So, what will you do with them?

Make a gift of them

to my good friend, the captain?

- Or will you stay on in these parts?

- I have excellent reasons for staying on.

- The boy believes himself to be in love.

- May one ask with whom?

It's no secret. The Countess llona.

- They are to be married.

- Has she returned? I'd no idea.

- My heartiest congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Captain.

- Yes, Sergeant?

It's the gypsy girl, sir, from the circus.

We've got her outside.

She's in a horrible state.

- Blood's all gone.

- What are you talking about?

Drained out of her. She's as white as chalk.

The villagers are getting frightened.

Ziza, my little dumpling.

You know the Captain?

I've made his acquaintance.

One person you haven't met

is Lieutenant Toth.

He stands but an inch away

from marriage to a lady of noble birth.

They'll make a fine pair.

But not as fine a pair as these, eh?

The lady has a sizzling wit.

Captain!

Yes, Sergeant, what is it?

Very well. Excuse me, gentlemen.

My watchdog calls. I shall return.

Come on, then, take me

to this bloodless corpse of yours.

She's very good.

More!

- Do you want her?

- Ziza?

No, she's for you, my friend.

Your need is greater.

Not tonight.

No, you have need of her tonight.

But I'm spoken for.

Tell me, Dobi. I am curious to know.

A man of your position and authority -

why have you never got married?

- Don't you believe in it?

- It fits some people.

I think you should be married.

To the Countess Elisabeth.

She's free, well-seasoned...

We shall have a double wedding!

Will you drink to that?

Why be a slave to one woman

when you can have anyone?

But if that woman embodies

all the virtues?

Mistress, friend and mother in one?

Does such a woman exist?

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