SCENE V.
Faust, Mephistopheles.
Mep. (carrying a casket under his arm). What ho! see here! If flowers are more potent than bright jewels, Then I consent to lose my power.
(Opens the casket and displays the jewels.)
Faust. Let us fly; I ne'er will see her more.
Mep. What scruple now assails thee? (Lays the casket on the threshold of the pavilion.) See on yonder step, The jewels snugly lie; We've reason now to hope.
(Draws Faust after him, and disappears in the garden. Marguerite enters through the doorway at the back, and advances silently to the front.)