Why, now, child, it is for this very thing you paid your money ... to give it back its stolen happiness!... See, already it lifts its drooping head ... ready to answer the call of life, and spring, and love!
Quartilla.
[Opening the door of the cage as she goes out.] Farewell, my dove!... Drop a feather from the wing of your happiness, and send a note from your song of joy back to Quartilla!... Kindly fare you well!
Asterius.
[Rising, addresses Valentinus.] You think me in the wrong, but Tulla herself is averse to the idea! [Valentinus makes no reply.] I will send her here that you yourself may question her!
Tertulla.
[Entering.] How wonderful to learn the world all over again! Valentinus! I would speak with Valentinus!
Quartilla.
[Enters with her empty cage.] It has flown away! [She sighs.] I’m glad someone is happy at last! Poor Pertinax is pacing up and down the lane with a face three cubits long!
Asterius.