PRINCE.
Hotham! Is it possible? You here in Berlin, friend?
HOTHAM.
Why, what is the matter, Prince?
PRINCE.
Think of meeting you—you dear, excellent fellow—and just at the very moment when my despair threatened to overcome me! Is it really true? Where do you come from? From Paris?
HOTHAM.
I've just come from England, Prince, with the very best greetings from our mutual friends and a special commission to capture you and bring you back to the race-track, to the hunting field, and the boxing ring, which you so enjoyed.
PRINCE.
Alas, Hotham—all those pleasures are over for me!