Polly
I don't want it at all. Do you, Tilly?
Tilly
And I don't want it. He, did you see how the Count walks? [Walks, imitating Mancini. Laughter.]
Polly
Let me be the Baron. Take my arm. Look out, ass, you stepped on my beloved family tree!
Angelica
It'll soon be finished. Consuelo is galloping now. It is her waltz. What a success she is having!
[All listen to the waltz. Tilly and Polly are singing it softly.]
Angelica