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FRANTZ.
Yes, sir, the doctor...
CRESPEL.
He, doctor? No, on my soul, A grave digger, an a.s.sa.s.sin!
Who would kill my daughter after my wife.
I hear the jingle of his golden vials, From me let him be chased.
(Miracle suddenly appears. Frantz runs away.)
MIRACLE.
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
CRESPEL.
Well, here I am! 'tis me.
This good monsieur Crespel, I like him, But where is he?
CRESPEL (stopping him).
Morbleu!
MIRACLE.
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
I sought for your Antonia.
Well, this trouble she inherited From her mother? Still progressing, dear girl.
We'll cure her. Take me to her.
CRESPEL.
To a.s.sa.s.sinate her... If you make one step I'll throw you out of the window.
MIRACLE.
There now softly, I do not wish to Displease you.
(He advances a chair.)
CRESPEL.
What do you, traitor?
MIRACLE.
To minimize the danger, One must know it.
Let me question her.
CRESPEL AND HOFFMAN.
Terror penetrates me.
(Ensemble.)
(Miracle, his hand extended toward Antonia's room.)
To my conquering power, Give way with good grace.
Near me without terror Come take your place.
CRESPEL AND HOFFMAN.
With fright and with horror All my being is cold; A strange terror Chains me to this place.
I'm afraid.
CRESPEL (seating himself).
Come, speak and be brief.
(Miracle continues his magnetic pa.s.ses. The door of Antonia's room opens slowly. Miracle indicates that he takes Antonia's hand and leads her to a chair.)
MIRACLE.
Please sit there.
CRESPEL.
I am seated.
MIRACLE (paying no attention).
