SCENE EIGHTH
Monipodio, Quinola and Fontanares.
Fontanares
At last, Quinola, we stand beneath her windows.
Quinola
Yes, but where is Monipodio? Has he allowed himself to be beaten off?
(He turns to the friar) Sir Beggar?
Monipodio
All goes well.
Quinola
Sangodemy! What perfection of mendicancy! Titian ought to paint you.
(To Fontanares) She will come. (To Monipodio) How do you find things?
Monipodio
Most favorable.
Quinola
He shall be a grandee of Spain.
Monipodio
Oh! That is nothing. There is something still better than that!
Quinola (to Fontanares) Now, sir, you must above all things be prudent. Let us have no sighing, which might open the eyes of the duenna.