Dol. Oh! I thought you were going to say you owned this place. However, you are just the person to do me a little service. Run to the mansion and tell Miss Lowville’s maid to step out here a moment, that a gentleman wishes to speak to her. [Coriolanus about to go in high dudgeon.] Hold on! That won’t do—it will attract attention—a few lines will be better. [Pulls out tablet and writes.]
Cor. [Aside.] I’m no common servant! Such impudence, to ask a gentleman like me. No, thank you! [Exit in high dudgeon, R. 2 E.]
Dol. There, I guess that will do! [Folding up note.]
Enter Anastasia, R. 2 E.
Dol. Here, you clown, take this note and mind—
Anas. Sir!
Dol. The devil! [Aside.] Where did that infernal rascal get to! [To Anastasia.] I beg a million pardons, madam! [Aside.] Confound that rascal! [To Anastasia.] Pray pardon me, madam—a mistake, I assure you—mistook you for another.
Anas. Oh!
Dol. [L. Aside.] What an amiable creature!
Anas. [R. Aside.] What a charming personage, and so very polite—Hem!