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 tasted champagne… God reward you for it. Another glass! It is a rare wine, and this is not bad champagne. I know, Cecco.

. You are not the only majesty who's here to-night.

. Is this the place?

. Yes, Signora. Are you afraid?

. Why should I be afraid? My home was like this. Come in.

. [Discovering ] Another Queen! Ha! This is a night of queens.

. Silence!

. Is that the way you looked, Majestá?

. Do you know this Queen?

. Queen? Bah! No more than I was! No, I don't know her. The queens that I knew are all dead or have grown old.

. Where is the Prince? Don't attempt to deny it; I know he is here. I know who is with him.

. Was he expecting you? They said nothing…

. No, he was not expecting me. Wait… [She scribbles something with a pencil upon a piece of paper] Give him this and bring me back the answer. At once!

. It may… but… Won't you sit down?

. I'll wait here. Is there no other place?

. No. Only a hole there—up-stairs.

. Don't be long.

. It's all right; they won't hurt you. They're good fellows. Don't be afraid.

. I am not afraid.

. Signora! I ought not to have told you!

. Why not? Why should I be afraid? The