_An officer enters. The others as before._
OFFICER. My lord, the Prince will instantly appear.
ELECTOR. Good, then! Let him come in.
OFFICER. Two minutes, sir!
He but delayed a moment on the way
To beg a porter ope the graveyard gate.
ELECTOR. The graveyard?
OFFICER. Ay, my sovereign.
ELECTOR. But why?
OFFICER. To tell the truth, my lord, I do not know.
It seemed he wished to see the burial-vault
That your behest uncovered for him there.
[_The commanders group themselves and talk together._]
ELECTOR. No matter! When he comes, let him come in!
[_He steps to the table again and glances at the papers._]
TRUCHSZ. The watch is bringing in Prince Homburg now.