MIMI. (from without) Pardon!
RUD. 'Tis a lady!
MIMI. Excuse me, my candle's gone out!
RUD. (running to open the door) Is it?
MIMI. (standing on the threshold with an extinguished candle and a
key)
Pray, would you—
RUD. Pray be seated a moment.
MIMI. No, I thank you.
RUD. I beg you enter.
(MIMI enters, but is seized with a fit of coughing.)
RUD. Are you not well?