nobleſt family—and I ſhall be proud to receive you as my ſon.
Anhalt [falling on his knees, and taking the Baron’s hand].
My Lord, you overwhelm me with confuſion, as well as with joy.
Baron.
My obligations to you are infinite—Amelia ſhall pay the debt. [Gives her to him.]
Amelia.
Oh, my dear father! [embracing the Baron] what bleſſings have you beſtowed on me in one day. [to Anhalt.] I will be your ſcholar ſtill, and uſe more diligence than ever to pleaſe my maſter.
Anhalt.
His preſent happineſs admits of no addition.
Baron.
Nor does mine—And yet there is another taſk to perform that will require more fortitude, more courage, than this has done! A trial that!—[burſts into tears]—I cannot prevent them—Let me—let me—A few minutes will bring me to myſelf—Where is Agatha?
Anhalt.
I will go, and fetch her. [Exit Anhalt at an upper entrance.]
Baron.
Stop! Let me firſt recover a little. [Walks up and down, ſighing bitterly—looks at the door through which Anhalt left the room.] That door ſhe will come from—That was once the dreſſing-room. of my mother—From that door I have ſeen her come many times—have been delighted with her lovely ſmiles—How ſhall I now behold her
