Misfortune upon misfortune, my king! The Count was bathing here in the clear water and a rogue stole his clothing.
KING.
Unstrap my trunk at once—give him some of my clothes. Cheer up, daughter, the Count is rescued.
HINZE.
I must hurry.
[Exit.]
GOTTLIEB (in the king's clothing).
Your majesty—
KING.
Here is the Count! I recognize him by my clothing! Step in, my best friend—how are you? Where do you get all the rabbits? I cannot compose myself for joy! Drive on, coachman!