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Ant. Yes, Sir, I must be obeyed. (Vald. shuffles up to him unwillingly, and Ant. speaks in his ear.) Take no more impertinent liberties with me in this Lady's presence, or be prepared to justify them elsewhere. [, looking at Vald. sternly, who remains silent.

Liv. (advancing to the front.) What is the matter, Count?

Vald. Nothing—nothing at all.

Liv. Nay, something unpleasant has passed between you.

Vald. I believe I did wrong: I should have treated him more gently. But the strangeness of his behaviour obliged me to use threatening words, upon which he withdrew, and chose not to understand them.

Liv. How ill one judges then by dumb-shew of what passes at a distance.

Vald. I am always calm on these occasions, while he assumes the fierceness of a boaster.

Liv. But you will not call him out for such a trifle?

Vald. Not for the world, divine creature, if it give you uneasiness.

Liv. How gentle you are! The brave are always so.

Vald. How can I be otherwise with such an angel to prompt me? No, the braggard may live in safety for me; I will not harm one hair of his head.

Liv. I thank you, dear Valdemere! and now, to recompense your goodness, I'll shew the beautiful gem I promised you: follow me.