Marquis. I will—and should you prove successful, Don Antonio, I shall ever retain the deepest sense of the obligation. [ Exit Marquis.
Enter the COUNTESS.
Antonio. Niece, I was this moment coming to you, to bring you these letters from your uncle at Madrid, which you will find recommend, in the strongest manner, to your acquaintance, no other than the young Marquis our neighbour—as fine a youth as ever I saw.
Countess. Ha, ha, ha—is he arrived?—
Antonio. Now in the house—What is the matter?—Did you hear of his intended visit?
Countess. Yes—Ha, ha, ha—how does he look?
Antonio. Delightfully—I don't think I ever saw a handsomer man.
Countess. Man! —Ha, ha, ha, I dare say he looks a little awkward?
Antonio. Aukward! No; he is as elegant in his deportment, and as fine, as finished a young fellow as ever I saw.
Countess. ( After looking over the letter. ) Certainly, I shall comply with my uncle's request—Let his Lordship be admitted.