Ah! If your heart is not made of stone or iron, do once more at
least forgive my imprudence; if it is necessary to be pardoned that I
should kneel before you, behold...
MASC. Fiddlesticks! Come, my boys, let us away; I hear some other people
coming closely behind us.
SCENE XIII.--LEANDER _and his company masked;_ TRUFALDIN _at the
window_.
LEAND. Softly, let us do nothing but in the gentlest manner.
TRUF. (_At the window_). How is this? What! mummers besieging my
door all night. Gentlemen, do not catch a cold gratuitously; every one
who is catching it here must have plenty of time to lose. It is rather a
little too late to take Celia along with you; she begs you will excuse
her to-night; the girl is in bed and cannot speak to you; I am very
sorry; but to repay you for all the trouble you have taken for her sake,
she begs you will be pleased to accept this pot of perfume.
LEAND. Faugh! That does not smell nicely. My clothes are all spoiled; we
are discovered; let us be gone this way.
ACT IV.
SCENE I.--LELIO, _disguised as an Armenian;_ MASCARILLE.
MASC. You are dressed in a most comical fashion.
LEL. I had abandoned all hope, but you have revived it again by this
contrivance.
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