ECKHOF.
Please Your Honor, no. [Wheels and goes out.]
SONNSFELD.
What a dreadful country! The general heartlessness penetrates even to the uneducated classes.
WILHELMINE.
But how dare the Prince imagine that our sentry could forget all—all sense of propriety in this way?
SONNSFELD.
Would you not have accepted it?
WILHELMINE.
Never!