THE SPAGNOLETTO.
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ANNICCA (kissing him repeatedly).
Why, father, what is this ? Can Don Tommaso s wife so soon forget She is the Spagnoletto s child?
RIBERA.
Enough. I can bear praise, thou knowest, from all save thee And my Maria. My grave son, I fear, Will mock these transports. Pray go in with me. No one of us but has this night a triumph. Let us make ready.
[Exeunt.
ACT II.
SCENE I.
Ball in the Palace of Don John. Dance. Don John and Maria together. Don Tommaso, Annicca. Lords and Ladies, dancing or promenading.
1st Lord.
Were it not better to withdraw awhile,
After our dance, unto the torch-lit gardens?
The air is fresh and sweet without.
