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Put on a mask--!
f.a.n.n.y.
And disappear like magic!
THE DUKE.
My double takes my place--
f.a.n.n.y.
And openly Leaves the a.s.sembly--
THE DUKE.
Sets me free of spies--
f.a.n.n.y.
Goes home to Schonbrunn--
THE DUKE.
Locks the door with care--
f.a.n.n.y.
Forgets to wake--
THE DUKE.
Till I am miles away.
Only--
f.a.n.n.y.
What "only" is there?
THE DUKE.
Quite a big one.
Suppose the false Duke's spoken to?
f.a.n.n.y.
Impossible.
It's all stage-managed like a ballet. Ladies Will flutter round him, keep intruders off, And as a ball from racket flies to racket h.e.l.l pa.s.s from hand to hand until he's safe.
MASKS.
[_Running across at the back._]
Who is the wolf? Wow! Wow! Who is the bear? There! There!
f.a.n.n.y.
You leave the Gardens--
THE DUKE.
By the Hietzing gate--
f.a.n.n.y.
No.
THE DUKE.
Where, then?
f.a.n.n.y.
Listeners. I fan myself.
Glance at your humble servant's pretty fan.
THE DUKE.
What for?
f.a.n.n.y.
I've drawn a sketch-map of the park.
Observe the road; it's red; it makes a bend; Do you see? The little squares of white are statues; The little dots of apple-green are trees; Thus you elude the evil-minded spies; Turn to the left; pa.s.s by the pheasantry--
THE DUKE.
What are the scratches?
f.a.n.n.y.
Where the hill goes up.
Then you go down again; pa.s.s by the Triton And come out Emperor at this little gate.
All clearly understood?--I shut my fan.
THE DUKE.
Emperor!
FLAMBEAU.
