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You would have said?

[Eating.] I? Nay, 'tis all one.

Why laugh you, Sir?

At nothing, Sir!

[Drinks.] A pretty vintage ye have in this house.

[Approaches him confidentially.] Listen—were it not time now to throw off the mask?

[Smiling.] The mask? Why, do as seems best to you.

Then off with all disguise. You are known, Count Sture!

[Bursts out laughing.] Count Sture? Do you too take me for Count Sture?

You mistake, Sir! I am not Count Sture.