Rosen. But you will be riding to-morrow morning?
Leonarda. I don't know.
Rosen. Then I shall take the liberty of coming to ask I wish you a very good day.
Leonarda. Look, there is a strange man at the door (Gets up.)
Rosen. What? (Turns round.) He? Has he the face to come here? (Looks out of the open window.) Pst! Pst!—Hans!—Don't you see my horse has got loose? (Goes hurriedly out past the stranger, who bows to him.) Pst! Pst!
[Enter HAGBART.]
Hagbart. Madam! (Stops short.)
Leonarda. May I ask—?
Hagbart. You do not know me, then?
Leonarda. No.