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the Countess your mother, are going to the grotto, and are waiting impatiently below till you join them.

Vald. (rubbing his forehead.) It is so: how went it out of my head? That wine after dinner must have fuddled me. I'll join them immediately.

Lor. Lean on me, my Lord; you are not well, I fear.

Vald. No, no; the fumes of that diabolical champaign have left my head now.

Lor. It must have been mixed with some black drug, I think, to produce such a sombre intoxication.

Page. It may rest in the cellar long enough for me; I'll none on't.

Lor. Peace, young Sir; and go before with one of these lights. [, Page lighting them.

''An arched Grotto, the Roof and Sides of which are crusted over with Shells and Corals, &c.; a Banquet set out, ornamented with Lamps and Festoons of Flowers. Enter Countess, led in by, and by , two other Ladies by the Baron and , Page and Attendants following''.

Liv. Welcome all to my sea-nymph's hall; and do me the honour to place yourselves at