The Follies of a Day; or, The Marriage of Figaro / A comedy, as it is now performing at the Theatre-Royal, Covent-Garden. From the French of M. de Beaumarchais

by Pierre Augustin Caron de Beaumarchais

(The Page oversets a table in the Countess’s dressing-room.)

Countess. (Terrified.) What will become of me? (Aside.)

Count. What noise is that?

Countess. I heard no noise.

Count. No? You must be most confoundedly absent, then.

Countess. (Affecting to return his irony) Oh, to be sure.

Count. But there is somebody in your dressing-room, Madam.

Countess. Who should there be?

Count. That’s what I want to know.