What does he think of?
Mauria. Sphinxes and the spheres.
Civa. Or little ants and gnats that buzz about him.
Mauria. And how to make them smart for sauciness.
Civa. Or of Alessa!
Maga. No, no, Civa! come;
Enough of teasing.
Maga. No.
Your pitcher, come. He's troubled by the tale
Of lady Yolanda——
And waits for lord Amaury from the battle.
Civa. The—! heigh! heigh-o! awaits! la, la! he does!
(Hassan starts at her tone.)