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He is a fool indeed who parts with that. (A loud voice and bustling heard without.) What's this comes next to plague us?

'Tis Mira's voice.

Hast thou not sent to say, that urgent bus'ness Detains me from her banquet?

I have; I sent to her a written message.

Keep fast the door and I will stand conceal'd.

Where is Count Zaterloo? Let me pass on.

Affairs of greatest consequence detain him, My beauteous Mira; and I needs must say That now you may not pass. He's much concern'd: early upon the morrow He will be with you.

Upon the morrow! prate not thus to me! He shall to-night go with me where I list,