BARON. And of what nation would you prefer your good woman to be,
Count?

COUNT. Of Germany. [bowing to Amelia.]

AMELIA. In compliment to me?

COUNT. In justice to my own judgment.

BARON. Certainly. For have we not an instance of one German woman, who
possesses every virtue that ornaments the whole sex; whether as a woman
of illustrious rank, or in the more exalted character of a wife, and
mother?

Enter Mr. ANHALT.

ANHALT. I come by your command, Baron----

BARON. Quick, Count.--Get your elegant gun.--I pass your apartments,
and will soon call for you.

COUNT. I fly.--Beautiful Amelia, it is a sacrifice I make to your
father, that I leave for a few hours his amiable daughter. [Exit.]

BARON. My dear Amelia, I think it scarcely necessary to speak to Mr.
Anhalt, or that he should speak to you, on the subject of the Count;
but as he is here, leave us alone.

AMELIA [as she retires]. Good morning, Mr. Anhalt.--I hope you are