Amelia.
In earneſt?
Anhalt.
Really. You have been crying. May I know the reaſon? The loſs of your mother, ſtill?—
Amelia.
No—I have left off crying for her.
Anhalt.
I beg pardon if I have come at an improper hour; but I wait upon you by the commands of your father.
Amelia.
You are welcome at all hours. My father has more than once told me that he who forms my mind I ſhould always conſider as my greateſt benefactor, [looking down] And my heart tells me the ſame.
Anhalt.
I think myſelf amply rewarded by the good opinion you have of me.
Amelia.
When I remember what trouble I have ſometimes given you, I cannot be too grateful.
Anhalt. [to himſelf].
Oh! Heavens!—[to Amelia]. I—I come from your father with a commiſſion.—If you pleaſe, we will fit down. [He places chairs, and they ſit.] Count Caſſel is arrived.
Amelia.
Yes, I know.
Anhalt.
And do you know for what reaſon?
Amelia.
He wiſhes to marry me.
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