AMELIA.
A good man in every country, except England.
COUNT.
And give me the English good man, before that of any other nation.
BARON.
And of what nation would you prefer your good woman to be, Count?
COUNT.
Of Germany. [bowing to Amelia.]
AMELIA.
In compliment to me?
COUNT.
In justice to my own judgment.
BARON.
Certainly. For have we not an instance of one German woman, who possesses every virtue that ornaments the whole sex; whether as a woman of illustrious rank, or in the more exalted character of a wife, and mother?
Enter Mr. ANHALT.
MR. ANHALT.
I come by your command, Baron——
BARON.
Quick, Count.—Get your elegant gun.—I pass your apartments, and will soon call for you.