It is most cruel.

Well, Friederika, thanks to the sentry's fellow-feeling for a burning heart, Friederika slips in at the door." "Which I have taken care should stand unlatched.

She changes clothes with your Highness, and your Highness--" "Slips out in her stead." "But he is to come for you, he says," exclaimed her mother.

"And how will he do that?
Besides, we do not know his name.

And there must be a fitting companion who will travel with you.