ACT III
Scene—Paulo’s studio in Venice. A bare room of obvious poverty. Paulo painting at a large canvas.
(Enter Lucia.)
Paulo
(Turning happily.) Lucia! At last you return. My love, how I have missed you. (Kisses her.) It seemed so long. (Examining her.) You are excited! Then my uneasiness was not for nothing. Tell me. An adventure, perhaps? An admirer, of course! This flush…! (Laughs.) Little Child…! (Teasingly.)
Lucia
I’ve been but a short hour, my Paulo. And, as for adventures and admirers, they have but one name—Paulo. (Looks embarrassed slightly.) How quick you are!
Paulo
Love makes me quick. I think I guess.