Wallenstein. And how was it received,
That I had sent for wife and daughter hither 5
To the camp, in winter time?

Duchess. I did even that
Which you commissioned me to do. I told them,
You had determined on our daughter's marriage,
And wished, ere yet you went into the field,
To shew the elected husband his betrothed. [10]

Wallenstein. And did they guess the choice which I had made?

Duchess. They only hoped and wished it may have fallen
Upon no foreign nor yet Lutheran noble.

Wallenstein. And you—what do you wish, Elizabeth?

Duchess. Your will, you know, was always mine.

Wallenstein. Well, then? [15]
[[619]] And in all else, of what kind and complexion
Was your reception at the court?
Hide nothing from me. How were you received?

Duchess. O! my dear lord, all is not what it was.
A cankerworm, my lord, a cankerworm 20
Has stolen into the bud.

Wallenstein. Ay! is it so!
What, they were lax? they failed of the old respect?

Duchess. Not of respect. No honours were omitted,
No outward courtesy; but in the place
Of condescending, confidential kindness, 25
Familiar and endearing, there were given me
Only these honours and that solemn courtesy.
Ah! and the tenderness which was put on,
It was the guise of pity, not of favour.
No! Albrecht's wife, Duke Albrecht's princely wife, [30]
Count Harrach's noble daughter, should not so—
Not wholly so should she have been received.