[Drawing himself up]: Very, very glad. And you too, Prince, you know my queer fellow? What a nice face he has, hasn't he? [He touches HE'S shoulder patronizingly, with the tip of his cane.]
Gentleman
[Awkwardly]: Yes, I have the pleasure ... certainly. Good-bye, Count.
Mancini
Good-day, Prince.
He
[Accompanying him]: Look out, your Highness, for the dark passages: the steps are so rotten. Unfortunately I cannot usher you out to the street.
Gentleman
[In a low voice]: You will not give me your hand when we say good-bye? We are parting for ever.
He