Margaret. Alas, in the street or at church I never Could be seen on any account whatever.
Martha. Come here as often as you've leisure,
And prink yourself quite privately;
Before the looking-glass walk up and down at pleasure,
Fine times for both us 'twill be;
Then, on occasions, say at some great feast,
Can show them to the world, one at a time, at least.
A chain, and then an ear-pearl comes to view;
Your mother may not see, we'll make some pretext, too.
Margaret. Who could have brought both caskets in succession?
There's something here for just suspicion!
[A knock. ]
Ah, God! If that's my mother—then!
Martha [peeping through the blind]. 'Tis a strange gentleman—come in!
[Enter MEPHISTOPHELES.] Must, ladies, on your kindness reckon To excuse the freedom I have taken; [Steps back with profound respect at seeing MARGARET.] I would for Dame Martha Schwerdtlein inquire!
Martha. I'm she, what, sir, is your desire?
Mephistopheles [aside to her]. I know your face, for now 'twill do;
A distinguished lady is visiting you.
For a call so abrupt be pardon meted,
This afternoon it shall be repeated.
Martha [aloud]. For all the world, think, child! my sakes! The gentleman you for a lady takes.
Margaret. Ah, God! I am a poor young blood; The gentleman is quite too good; The jewels and trinkets are none of my own.
Mephistopheles. Ah, 'tis not the jewels and trinkets alone; Her look is so piercing, so distinguè! How glad I am to be suffered to stay.