ACT III.—SCENE I.
The exterior of the Golden Leon—time, twilight. The moon rises during the scene.
Enter Landlord and his Daughter from the Inn.
Land. Ha—ha—ha! Well, I never shall get over it. Our Claude is a prince with a vengeance now. His carriage breaks down at my inn—ha—ha!
Janet. And what airs the young lady gives herself! “Is this the best room you have, young woman?” with such a toss of the head.
Land. Well, get in, Janet: get in and see to the supper: the servants must sup before they go back. [Exeunt.
Enter BEAUSEANT and GLAVIS.
Beau. You see our princess is lodged at last—one stage more, and she’ll be at her journey’s end—the beautiful palace at the foot of the Alps!—ha—ha!
Gla. Faith, I pity the poor Pauline—especially if she’s going to sup at the Golden Lion [makes a wry face]. I shall never forget that cursed ragout.