pears, young man, you have had an education, which ſhould have preſerved you from a ſtate like this.
Frederick.
My education I owe to my mother. Filial love, in return, has plunged me into the ſtate you ſee. A civil magiſtrate will condemn according to the law—A prieſt, in judgment, is not to conſider the act itſelf, but the impulſe which led to the act.
Anhalt.
I ſhall judge with all the lenity my religion dictates: and you are the priſoner of a nobleman, who compaſſionates you for the affection which you bear towards your mother; for he has ſent to the village where you directed him, and has found the account you gave relating to her true.—With this impreſſion in your favour, it is my advice, that you endeavour to ſee and ſupplicate the Baron for your releaſe from priſon, and all the peril of his juſtice.
Frederick [ſtarting].
I—I ſee the Baron! I!—I ſupplicate for my deliverance.—Will you favour me with his name?—Is it not Baron——
Anhalt.
Baron Wildenhaim.
Frederick.
Baron Wildenhaim! He lived formerly in Alſace.
Anhalt.
The ſame. About a year after the death of his wife, he left Alſace; and arrived here a few weeks ago to take poſſeſſion of this his paternal eſtate.
