He
How are you, Bezano? Wait, wait a minute—stay here a minute, both of you—that way. Yes!
[Consuelo and Bezano stand side by side, the jockey scowling, Consuelo laughing and flushing.]
Consuelo
Like Adam and Eve? How foolish you are! Terribly. [She runs away.] I shall only change my slippers, Alfred.
He
Consuelo! And how about Father and the Baron? They will come soon, to take you with them.
Consuelo
Let them come. They can wait. Not very important people. [Runs away. Bezano hesitatingly follows her.]
He