HINZE.
Come, you are only to take a little bath. (Exit with GOTTLIEB. Then he comes back with the clothing which he throws into a bush.) Help! Help! Help!
[The carriage. The KING looks out of the coach door.]
KING.
What is it, Hunter? Why do you shout so?
HINZE.
Help, your majesty, the Count of Carabas is drowned!
KING.
Drowned!
PRINCESS (in the carriage).