GOLDEN LOTUS [withdrawing]
It is time, my lord, for us to prepare for the festival.
ARROW-BEARER
It is you who will beautify the setting.
GOLDEN LOTUS
Ah, do not make sport of me——until we meet again, my lord.
ARROW-BEARER
[Seeing someone come from the right.]
Go into the house quickly! Your illustrious neighbour, the Viceroy of the South, is walking in the garden and comes this way.
TRANQUIL BEAUTY