Soon (Reprise) / You Must Meet My Wife (Reprise) [Act Two]

Anne? Oh, forgive me, Countess I was looking for my wife Ah, Mister Egerman How can I face you after that exhibition at dinner? Throwing myself at your head On the contrary I found it most morale building It's not often these days That a beautiful woman does me that honor I didn't It was just a charade A failed charade In my madness I thought I could make my husband jealous I'm afraid marriage isn't one of the easier relationships Is it? Look at you A man of an age when a woman is lucky If a drunken older man pinches her derriere at the village fete And yet you have managed to acquire the youngest, prettiest- I hate you being happy I hate anyone being happy! The gig should be ready at the stables Oh, Henrik, darling I do hope the horses will be smart I do detest riding a gig when the horses are not- Smart Think of how I adore you Think of how much you love me If I were perfect for you Wouldn't you tire of me? Soon Let all the birds nest in my hair! Silly Henrik Quick, or we'll miss the train! It was, wasn't it? It was, yes Run after them Quick, you can catch them at the stables After the horse has gone? How strange That one's life should end sitting on a bench In a garden She lightens my sadness She livens my day She bursts with a kind of madness My well-ordered ways My happiest mistake The ache of my life Carl Magnus, go away I'd have been here half an hour ago But I've been looking for my wife Carl Magnus, don't take off your jacket Poor girl She was somewhat worse for the wine, of course Trying to make me believe She was attracted to that asinine lawyer fellow Carl Magnus, listen to me It's over It was never anything in the first place Now it's over Of all people that lawyer! Short and short sighted Without a hair on his body probably Don't take out your trousers Good God What is it? It's her and him Sitting on that bench She's- she's touching him The scoundrel The conniving swine! Any man who thinks he can lay a finger on my wife! Carl Magnus, what are you doing? My dueling pistols! Carl Magnus!