Baron
You are spilling your wine, Consuelo.
Consuelo
Ah! It is nothing! I am frightened, too. Are you, Father?
Mancini
Silly child. [An awkward silence.]
Briquet
[With a step forward]: Countess! As the director of the circus, who was happy enough ... to witness ... many times ... your successes....
Consuelo
I do not like this, Papa Briquet! I am Consuelo. What do you want to do with me? I shall cry. I don't want this "Countess." Give me a kiss, Briquet!