Countess. But you must keep the secret.
Antonio. I wo'nt say a word.
Countess. Take his Lordship into the saloon, and I'll wait upon him immediately.
Antonio. Aye, my dear—and you need not be in a hurry—Egad, I like the joke of all things.[Exit.
Enter JEROME and FLORA.
Flora. Dear my Lady, have you seen her?
Countess. Not yet.
Flora. Well, I declare she looks as like a man!
Countess. I shall certainly laugh in her face.
Jerome. Oh no, don't laugh—Never give your mind to laughing—I did not even smile, but kept my countenance as steady—just thus—Did not I, Flora? Oh—'tis such a weakness to laugh—Look just so—as I do now—