Who says that?
PRINCE.
Far be it from me to pass judgment on your desires—far be it from me to inquire if it may not surprise, perhaps even please your ambitions when you hear that you might win even an Imperial crown—but, if you love the Prince of Wales—
WILHELMINE.
The Prince of Wales? Who says that I love him?
PRINCE.
Your mother, who presupposes it—your father, who commands it.
WILHELMINE.
The Prince of Wales? My cousin, whom I have never seen? Who has never betrayed the slightest interest in me? A Prince whose loose living has made me despise him!