(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.)
SCENE VI.
Marguerite.
Mar. (alone). Fain would I know the name Of the fair youth I met? Fain would I his birth And station also know?
(Seats herself at her wheel in the arbor, and arranges the flax upon the spindle.)