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SONNSFELD (_to the_ PRINCESS).
There you are! [_To_ ECKHOF.] From the Prince of Baireuth?
ECKHOF.
Please Your Honor, yes.
WILHELMINE.
Where is it? Did you take it?
ECKHOF.
Please Your Honor, no. [_Wheels and goes out_.]
SONNSFELD.
What a dreadful country! The general heartlessness penetrates even to the uneducated cla.s.ses.
WILHELMINE.
But how dare the Prince imagine that our sentry could forget all--all sense of propriety in this way?
SONNSFELD.
Would you not have accepted it?
WILHELMINE.
Never!
[_A letter, attached to a little stone, is thrown in at the window_.]
SONNSFELD.
A letter? Through the window! Oh, how it frightened me!
WILHELMINE.
Pick it up.
SONNSFELD (_doing so_).
But you won't accept it, you say. It can only be from the Prince--and it is addressed to Your Highness.
[_Gives her the letter_.]
WILHELMINE.
To me? Why, then--why shouldn't I accept it? [_She opens the letter_.]
It is--it is from the Prince. [_She reads, aside_.] "Adored one! Is there to be no end to these cruelties? Have they begun to torture you with England yet? They will come to you and will try to force you into this marriage. But Baronet Hotham, the English Envoy, is my friend and your friend, and will work for you while he seems to be working against you. It is a dangerous game, but it means your freedom and my life. Love comprehends--Love."
SONNSFELD.
May I hear?
WILHELMINE.
It is a little message of sympathy--from--from one of our faithful servants.
SONNSFELD.
The good people are all so fond of you. You must answer it, I suppose?
WILHELMINE. Just a word or two-it is really of no importance whatever.
SONNSFELD. But we need not offend any one. [_Aside_.] What clever pretending! [_Aloud_.] Let me try if our grenadier is still as stubborn as before.
WILHELMINE.
What are you thinking of?
SONNSFELD.
We'll make the trial. [_She goes to the door_.] Here you--stern warrior--
ECKHOF (_in the door_).
At your service.
SONNSFELD.
Why didn't you take the letter?
ECKHOF.
It would mean running the gauntlet for me.
SONNSFELD.
We would compensate you for any such punishment.
ECKHOF.
You could not.
SONNSFELD.
Would money be no compensation?
