Susan. “The Count.
Figaro. “The Count! Ha! ha! ha! that is excellent, (Resuming his gravity) But who did the Count kiss?
Susan. “The Countess.
Figaro. “Ay, but who did he kiss this Morning——behind the great Chair?
Susan. (Gravely) “Nobody.
Figaro. “Art thou—quite sure?”
Susan. (Holding out her Hand) Dost thou want another Proof?
Figaro. Ah! Thine are but proofs of Love—That of the Count, indeed, was not so gentle.
Enter COUNT behind.
Count. ’St—’st! Susan!—Susan!