PRINCE (alone).
Land! Land in sight! Something, surely, can be done now! With Hotham at my right hand, I need only some female reinforcement at my left. The moment seems favorable. I will try to draw little Sonnsfeld, the Princess' lady-in-waiting, into the plot. She is waiting in the anteroom. I'll knock. [He goes softly to the PRINCESS' door and knocks]. I hear a sound. [He knocks again.] The rustle of a gown—it is she. [He draws back a step and turns.] First one must take these little outposts and then—to the main battle.
[WILHELMINE comes in.]
PRINCE (startled).
Ah, it is you—yourself!
WILHELMINE.
Oh, then it was you, Prince? I have reason to be very angry with you.
PRINCE.
With me, Your Highness? Why with me?