DONNA MATILDA. Of course. I mean to see him too, naturally. I want to see him again. FRIDA. Oh, why, mother, why? Do come away with me, I implore you! DONNA MATILDA (_imperiously_). Let me do as I wish! I came here for this purpose! (_To Landolph_): I shall be "Adelaide," the mother. LANDOLPH. Excellent! The mother of the Empress Bertha. Good! It will be enough if her Ladyship wears the ducal crown and puts on a mantle that will hide her other clothes entirely. (_To Harold_): Off you go, Harold! HAROLD. Wait a moment! And this gentleman here (_alludes to the Doctor_)?... DOCTOR. --Ah yes ... we decided I was to be ... the Bishop of Cluny, Hugh of Cluny! HAROLD. The gentleman means the Abbot. Very good! Hugh of Cluny. LANDOLPH. --He's often been here before! DOCTOR (_amazed_). --What? Been here before? LANDOLPH. --Don't be alarmed! I mean that it's an easily prepared disguise.... HAROLD. We've made use of it on other occasions, you see! DOCTOR. But.... LANDOLPH. Oh no, there's no risk of his remembering. He pays more attention to the dress than to the person. DONNA MATILDA. That's fortunate for me too then. DI NOLLI. Frida, you and I'll get along. Come on Tito! BELCREDI. Ah no. If she (_indicates the Marchioness_) stops here, so do I! DONNA MATILDA. But I don't need you at all. BELCREDI. You may not need me, but I should like to see him again myself. Mayn't I? LANDOLPH. Well, perhaps it would be better if there were three. HAROLD. How is the gentleman to be dressed then? BELCREDI. Oh, try and find some easy costume for me. LANDOLPH (_to Harold_). Hum! Yes ... he'd better be from Cluny too. BELCREDI. What do you mean--from Cluny? LANDOLPH. A Benedictine's habit of the Abbey of Cluny. He can be in attendance on Monsignor. (_To Harold_): Off you go! (_To Berthold_). And you too get away and keep out of sight all today. No, wait a bit! (_To Berthold_): You bring here the costumes he will give you. (_To Harold_): You go at once and announce the visit of the "Duchess Adelaide" and "Monsignor Hugh of Cluny." Do you understand? (_Harold and Berthold go off by the first door on the Right_). DI NOLLI. We'll retire now. (_Goes off with Frida, left_). DOCTOR. Shall I be a _persona grata_ to him, as Hugh of Cluny? LANDOLPH. Oh, rather! Don't worry about that! Monsignor has always been received here with great respect. You too, my Lady, he will be glad to see. He never forgets that it was owing to the intercession of you two that he was admitted to the Castle of Canossa and the presence of Gregory VII., who didn't want to receive him. BELCREDI. And what do I do? LANDOLPH. You stand a little apart, respectfully: that's all.