WEDGEWOOD. And not without reason, madam. Never before have I heard of such a compound of sagacity, courage, and eccentricity. Oh, I am all in a glow to see and converse with the jolly old boy!
(Enter Count LANISKA.)
COUNTESS (introducing him.)
My son, the Count Laniska, will present you to his majesty.
WEDGEWOOD (bowing to COUNT.)
If it is convenient. (Aside.) Most martially and uniformly odd! (To LANISKA.)
But, first, I should like to have a glimpse at the factory.
COUNT. I shall be happy to show it to you. There is one extraordinary subject connected with it, that will surprise you both—a young girl of singular talent and beauty—
FREDERICA. Ah, brother! upon your favorite theme again. That young girl occupies more of your thoughts than all he porcelain in these dominions.
ALBERT (aside.)
Poor Sophia!
FREDERICA (observing the COUNT looks thoughtful.)
Why, what's the matter with you, brother?
WEDGEWOOD. He is no doubt studying the mixture of different kinds of clay, and contriving a furnace that will not destroy it by too much heat. Ingeniously odd!
COUNT. You are mistaken, sir. I was thinking at what time I should have the pleasure of waiting upon you.