Leonardo. No, but it might in the taming of elephant-drivers. We can sit with him if you like.
Rinaldi. Don't be absurd. You are not accustomed to heroic adventure.
Leonardo. I aspire merely to look on.
Zaida re-enters in tears; she runs up to Imperia and throws her arms about her.
Zaida. Signora! Signora! Didn't you hear? Donina
Imperia. What is the matter?
Zaida. She's mad! She wouldn't listen! After what you told her… She's gone with Nunu and those people—with the Prince!
Imperia. That wretched Nunu has sold her. Quick! Do you know where they are?
Zaida. Yes, they went without changing, just as they were! I know the place—that is, I don't know the name, but I can find it.
Imperia. Come with me.
Zaida. Yes… But not like this. You don't know these people.
Imperia. What difference does it make? They are my people, and they will know me. I return to prevent another betrayal of one of us, or to revenge with one blow a thousand. Come! Countess, good night. Good night, Leonardo.
Leonardo. Good night, Imperia.
Rinaldi. Where are you going, Imperia?
Imperia. To meet other witches' souls in their lairs. It is Saturday Night.
The café has filled with people. The gypsy orchestra begins to play.
Curtain
