That I must meet him here?
(Walks up and down very much disturbed.)
Now did'st thou say?—how goes the hour?—e'en now!
I would some other friend were first arriv'd.
Jane. See, to thy wish comes Freberg and his dame.
De Mon. His lady too! why comes he not alone?
Must all the world stare upon our meeting?
Enter Count Freberg and his Countess.
Freb. A happy morrow to my noble marquis
And his most noble sister.
Jane.Gen'rous Freberg.
Your face, methinks, forbodes a happy morn
Open and cheerful. What of Rezenvelt?
Freb. I left him at his home, prepar'd to follow:
He'll soon appear. (To De Monfort.) And now, my worthy friend,
Give me your hand; this happy change delights me.
(De Monfort gives hint his hand coldly, and they walk to the bottom of the stage together, in earnest discourse, whilst Jane and the Countess remain in the front.)
Lady. My dearest madam, will you pardon me?
I know Count Freberg's bus'ness with De Monfort,
And had a strong desire to visit you,
So much I wish the honour of your friendship.
For he retains no secret from mine ear.
