Beatrice—Don't say such things to frighten me, or I shall faint on the spot. [She moves toward Agi.]
Albert—[As he joins Alexandra.] Xara, will you leave the starry firmament, and come down to earth a while? May I offer my arm?
Alexandra—[Takes his arm; nervously.] What an unexpected honor, your highness.
Symphorosa—[To Beatrice.] See how excited he is. His ears are red. Better send him away at once.
Beatrice—Leave him to me. I'll send him away.
Albert—[Escorting Alexandra slowly to the table.] First you neglect me, and now you make fun of me.
Alexandra—I neglect you? How can you say that? [Agi has slowly followed Alexandra.]
Beatrice—[Intercepting him at center.] You seem to be in bad humor, Professor.
Agi—No, your highness. If you will permit me to say so, this is the happiest night of my life.
Beatrice—But you do seem nervous . . . and agitated.
Agi—It's the unaccustomed surroundings, your highness.
Hyacinth—[At the table, to Alexandra.] You seem agitated, my child. But no matter, you are all the prettier when your cheeks are flushed.
