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Go--run--Battista. She must not alight. I am not here--not here to her.
She must return this instant. Go, go. (_Exit_ Battista). What does the silly woman want? How dares she take this liberty? How could she know that we were here? Is she come as a spy? Can she have heard anything?
Oh, Marinelli, speak, answer me. Is the man offended, who vows he is my friend--offended by a paltry altercation? Shall I beg pardon?
MARINELLI.
Prince, as soon as you recover yourself, I am yours again, with my whole soul. The arrival of Orsina is as much an enigma to me as to you.
But she will not be denied. What will you do?
PRINCE.
I will not speak to her. I will withdraw.
MARINELLI.
Right! Do so instantly; I will receive her.
PRINCE.
But merely to dismiss her. No more. We have other business to perform.
MARINELLI.
Not so, not so. Our other things are done. Summon up resolution and all deficiencies will be supplied. But do I not hear her? Hasten, Prince.
In that room (_pointing to an adjoining apartment, to which the_ Prince _retires_)--you may, if you please, listen to our conversation. She comes, I fear, at an unpropitious moment for her.
Scene III.
The Countess Orsina, Marinelli.
ORSINA (_without perceiving_ Marinelli).
What means this? No one comes to meet me, but a shameless servant, who endeavours to obstruct my entrance. Surely I am at Dosalo, where, on former occasions, an army of attendants rushed to receive me--where love and ecstasy awaited me. Yes. The place is the same, but----Ha! you here, Marinelli? I am glad the Prince has brought you with him. Yet, no. My business with his Highness must be transacted with himself only.
Where is he?
MARINELLI.
The Prince, Countess?
ORSINA.
Who else?
MARINELLI.
You suppose that he is here, then,--or know it, perhaps. He, however, does not expect a visit from your ladys.h.i.+p.
ORSINA.
Indeed! He has not then received my letter this morning.
MARINELLI.
Your letter? But--yes. I remember he mentioned that he had received one.
ORSINA.
Well? Did I not in that letter request he would meet me here to-day? I own he did not think proper to return a written answer; but I learnt that an hour afterwards he drove from town to Dosalo. This I thought a sufficient answer, and therefore I have come.
MARINELLI.
A strange accident!
ORSINA.
Accident! It was an agreement--at least as good as an agreement. On my part, the letter--on his, the deed. How you stand staring, Marquis!
What surprises you?
MARINELLI.
You seemed resolved yesterday never to appear before the Prince again.
ORSINA.
Night is a good councillor. Where is he? Where is he? Doubtless in the chamber, whence sighs and sobs were issuing as I pa.s.sed. I wished to enter, but the impertinent servant would not let me pa.s.s.
MARINELLI.
Dearest Countess----
ORSINA.
I heard a woman's shriek. What means this, Marinelli? Tell me--if I be your dearest Countess--tell me. A curse on these court slaves! Their tales! their lies! But what matters it whether you choose to tell me or not? I will see for myself.
MARINELLI (_holding her back_).
Whither would you go?
ORSINA.
Where I ought to have gone long since. Is it proper, think you, that I should waste any time in idle conversation with you in the ante-chamber, when the Prince expects me in the saloon?
MARINELLI.
You are mistaken, Countess. The Prince does not expect you here. He cannot--will not see you.
ORSINA.
