WIFE. Have a little patience.

AGATHA. I wish you would step out once more--I think he cannot be far
off.

COTTAGER. I will; I will go. [Exit.

WIFE. If your son knew what heaven had sent you, he would be here very
soon.

AGATHA. I feel so anxious----

WIFE. But why? I should think a purse of gold, such as you have
received, would make any body easy.

AGATHA. Where can he be so long? He has been gone four hours. Some
ill must have befallen him.

WIFE. It is still broad day-light--don't think of any danger.--This
evening we must all be merry. I'll prepare the supper. What a good
gentleman our Baron must be! I am sorry I ever spoke a word against
him.

AGATHA. How did he know I was here?

WIFE. Heaven only can tell. The servant that brought the money was
very secret.

AGATHA [to herself]. I am astonished! I wonder! Oh! surely he has
been informed--Why else should he have sent so much money?