Faustine No, my lord, the night of pleasure has wearied me, and a sail would prove too much. I am not obliged, like you, to be indefatigable; youth loves sleep, give me leave then to retire and take a little rest.
Don Fregose You never say anything to me but that your words contain some innuendo.
Faustine
You ought to be grateful that I do not take you seriously!
(Exeunt Faustine, the Viceroy and Paquita.)
SCENE SIXTEENTH
Avaloros, Quinola, Monipodio, Fontanares and Sarpi.
Sarpi (to Avaloros)
It is too late for a sail.
Avaloros
I do not care; I have won ten crowns in gold.
(Sarpi and Avaloros talk together.)
Fontanares (to Monipodio)
Who is this person?