Act 1 — SCENE VII.
C. (Conrad) Lüdger translation
Enter Gernau.
Gern. Good morrow, Frederica!
Fred. Why so ruffled? Is that your welcome, after having kept out of the way for two days together?
Gern. Things grow worse and worse, between your brother and me, every day.
Fred. Why so?
Gern. He would have me do things which I neither can, must, nor will do.