AGATHA. Did not know each other? Where is my son?

ANHALT. At the Castle.

AGATHA. And still unknown?

ANHALT. Now he is known--an explanation has taken place;--and I am
sent here by the Baron, not to a stranger, but to Agatha Friburg--not
with gold! his commission was--"do what your heart directs you."

AGATHA. How is my Frederick? How did the Baron receive him?

ANHALT. I left him just in the moment the discovery was made. By this
time your son is, perhaps, in the arms of his father.

AGATHA. Oh! is it possible that a man, who has been twenty years deaf
to the voice of nature, should change so suddenly?

ANHALT. I do not mean to justify the Baron, but--he has loved you--and
fear of his noble kindred alone caused his breach of faith to you.

AGATHA. But to desert me wholly and wed another--

ANHALT. War called him away--Wounded in the field, he was taken to the
adjacent seat of a nobleman, whose only daughter, by anxious attention
to his recovery, won his gratitude; and, influenced by the will of his
worldly friends, he married. But no sooner was I received into the
family, and admitted to his confidence, than he related to me your
story; and at times would exclaim in anguish--"The proud imperious
Baroness avenges the wrongs of my deserted Agatha." Again, when he