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. [Aside.] She smiled upon me. The peril does not threaten me.

The Queen [still graciously.]I have to speak with you.

[She walks with him to the front of the stage.

Fabiani.And I, too, have to speak with you, Madame. I have to reproach you. To keep me away, to exile me for so long a time! Ah! 'twould not be so if, in the hours of absence, you thought of me as I think of you.

The Queen.You are unjust. Since you left me, I have thought of none but you.

Fabiani.Is it true? Am I so blessed? Say it once more.

The Queen [still smiling.]I swear it.

Fabiani.You love me then, as I love you?

The Queen.Yes, my lord.—Of a surety I have thought of none but you. And to such good purpose that I have arranged a pleasant surprise for your return.

Fabiani.A surprise!

The Queen.A meeting which will give you pleasure.

Fabiani.A meeting with whom?

The Queen.Guess.—You do not guess?

Fabiani.No, Madame.

The Queen.Turn your head.

[He turns and sees on the threshold of the small door.

Fabiani [aside.]Jane!

Jane [aside.]'Tis he!

The Queen [still smiling.]My lord, know you this girl?

Fabiani.No, Madame.

The Queen.Girl, know you my lord?