Vasq. Why, truly, signor, at our time of life, when we determine to marry, we have no time to lose.
Cæsar. Why, that's very true, and so—oh! St. Antony, now it comes to the point—but there can be no harm in looking at her—a look won't bind us for better for worse. [Aside.] Well, then, if you have a mind, I say, you may let me see her.
[Exit Vasquez, r.
[Cæsar puts on his spectacles.] Ay, here she comes—I hear her—trip, trip, trip! I don't like that step. A woman should always tread steadily, with dignity, it awes the men.
Enter Vasquez, leading Marcella, r.
Vasq. There, Marcella, behold your future husband; and remember, that your kindness to him will be the standard of your duty to me.
[Exit, r.
Mar. Oh, Heavens! [Aside.]
Cæsar. Somehow, I am afraid to look round.
Mar. Surely he does not know that I am here! [Coughs gently.]