Enter PRINCESS NATALIE on the arm of COUNT REUSS, and followed by ladies-in-waiting. A footman with a torch precedes them. The PRINCE OF HOMBURG.
FOOTMAN. Her Highness Princess Natalie of Orange!
THE PRINCE (rising).
Natalie!
FOOTMAN. Here she comes herself!
NATALIE (with a bow to the COUNT). I beg
Leave us a little moment to ourselves.
[COUNT REUSS and the footman go.]
THE PRINCE. Beloved lady!
NATALIE. Dear good cousin mine!
THE PRINCE (leading her up stage).
What is your news? Speak! How stand things with me?
NATALIE. Well. All is well, just as I prophesied.
Pardoned are you, and free; here is a letter
Writ by his hand to verify my words.