Your master? (espies Marinelli, and starts). Ha! Is this your master? You here, Sir--and my daughter here--and you--you will conduct me to her?
MARINELLI.
With great pleasure, madam.
CLAUDIA.
Hold! It just occurs to me. It was you, I think, who visited Count Appiani this morning at my house,--whom I left alone with him,--and with whom he afterwards had a quarrel?
MARINELLI.
A quarrel? That I did not know. We had a trifling dispute respecting affairs of state.
CLAUDIA.
And your name is Marinelli?