Into this boudoir Pollnitz led the silent pair, then bowing low he left them.
"My God! your highness, if we should be surprised here!" "Fear nothing, we will not be surprised.

Pollnitz guards the door.

Now, as we are alone and undisturbed, let us lay aside our disguises." Thus speaking, the supposed prince removed his mask and laid it upon the table.
"The king!" cried Louise, terrified and stepping back.
The king's eyes rested upon her with a piercing glance.

"What!" he asked, "are you still acting?
You appear astonished; and still you must have known me.

Who but the king would show the beautiful Madame von Kleist such an honor?
In what other cavalier could you place such perfect confidence as to accompany him into this lonely boudoir?
With whom but the king could you have trusted your fair fame?
You need not be alarmed; to be in my presence is to be under my protection--the kind guardianship of your king.