Clara. You know. (A pause.)
The King. Have you been uneasy about him to-day too?
Clara. All day—incessantly. Something must have happened.
The King. Well, now I can tell you where he is.
Clara (eagerly). At last! Have you found him?
The King. Gran has been to see him.
Clara. Thank God! Is it far from here?
The King. This evening, immediately after the court, you and I will both start for there in a special train. We shall be there early to-morrow.
Clara (throwing her arms round his neck). Thanks, thanks! How good you are! Thanks! How is he? Is he ill!
The King. Yes.