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. Yes, yes; she has told him. (Aside.)

Figaro. “I shall content myself, my Lord, with the portion your Lordship has promised me on my Marriage, and the place of Steward of this Castle, with which you have honoured me, and willingly remain with my Wife here in Andalusia, far from troubles and intrigue.

Count. “But thou hast Abilities, and might rise to Preferment.

Figaro. “Preferred by my Abilities my Lord!——Your Lordship is pleased to laugh at me.”

Count. Yes, yes; Susan has betrayed me, and my Gentleman marries Marcelina. (Aside.)

Figaro. He has been angling for Gudgeons, and what has he caught? (Aside.)

Enter a SERVANT.

Servant. Don Guzman and the Counsellors are without.

Count. Let them wait.

Figaro. (Ironically) Aye, let them wait. (Exit Serv.)