Rod. On my return, however, I shall find

The Baroness Ida lost in Countess Siegendorf?

Ulr. Perhaps: my father wishes it, and, sooth,130

'Tis no bad policy: this union with

The last bud of the rival branch at once

Unites the future and destroys the past.

Rod. Adieu.

Ulr.‍Yet hold—we had better keep together

Until the chase begins; then draw thou off,

And do as I have said.