To wed by his direction! Wed with whom?
Countess. I know not whom. He counsels with himself.
Adel. I hope he cannot mean it.
Countess. 'Twas his order.
Adel. O madam! on my knees——
Countess. What would my child?
Why are thy hands thus rais'd? Why stream thine eyes?
Why flutters thus thy bosom? Adelaide,
Speak to me! tell me, wherefore art thou thus?
Adel. Surprise and grief—I cannot, cannot speak.