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

Figaro. Well, but how, how, my Charmer?

(Exeunt.)

Re-enter COUNT.

Count. Thou hast gained thy Cause—Aha! And is it so, my pair of Knaves!—Am I your Dupe then?—A very pretty Net! But the Cuckoo is not caught—Come!—Proceed we to judgment! (With passion) Be we just!—Cool!—Impartial!—Inflexible—

(Exit.)

Enter Don GUZMAN, MARCELINA, and DOCTOR.

Marcelina. I shall be happy, Mr. President, to explain the justice of my Cause.

Doctor. To shew you on what grounds this Lady proceeds.

D. Guzman. (Stuttering) We-e-e-ell, le-et us exa-a-mine the matter ve-erbally.