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

Count. You are very attentive.

Fig. It is my duty so to be, my Lord. (Turns to Susan.) Come, come, my Charmer! Prepare for the Ceremony! Go to your Bridemaids.

Count. But who is to guard the Countess in the mean time?

Figaro. (Surprised) Guard her, my Lord! My Lady seems very well: she wants no guarding.

Count. From the Gallant, who was to profit by my absence? (Susan and the Countess make signs to Figaro.)

Countess. Nay, nay, Figaro, the Count knows all.

Susan. Yes, yes, we have told my Lord every thing.—The jest is ended—Its all over.

Figaro. The jest is ended!—And its all over!

Count. Yes—Ended, ended, ended!——And all over—What have you to say to that?

Fig. Say, my Lord!