KING.
A veiled lady! And such mysterious visitors are received here? [He lifts the veil.] What do I see! Wilhelmine!
WILHELMINE (throwing herself at his feet).
Father! Forgive me!
KING.
Forgive you! This invasion of the State Prison—this attack on my sovereign will?
WILHELMINE (rising, aside).
This is a nice reception.
[There is a knock from the left.]