MR. 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.
MR. ANHALT.
[to himself] Oh! Heavens!—[to Amelia]. I—I come from your father with a commission.—If you please, we will sit down. [He places chairs, and they sit.] Count Cassel is arrived.
AMELIA.
Yes, I know.
MR. ANHALT.
And do you know for what reason?
AMELIA.
He wishes to marry me.
MR. ANHALT.
Does he? [hastily] But believe me, the Baron will not persuade you—No, I am sure he will not.
AMELIA.
I know that.
MR. ANHALT.
He wishes that I should ascertain whether you have an inclination ——
AMELIA.
For the Count, or for matrimony do you mean?