Countess. This behaviour is greatly to your honor, my Lord! (This speech is heard as they are going through the door, which the Count locks after him.)
(Exeunt)
Enter SUSAN, peeping as they go off, then runs to the dressing-room door and calls.
Susan. Hannibal!—Hannibal!—Open the door! Quick! Quick!—It’s I, Susan.
Enter PAGE, frightened.
Page. Oh Susan!
Susan. Oh my poor Mistress!
Page. What will become of her?
Susan. What will become of my marriage?