L. Good-night, sir. [Exit in at window.

R.She’s a good creature, quick and sensible;

She’ll fly with Frederick. It provokes my soul

That that conceited inconsiderate loon

Should put us all in peril. I have half a mind

To take him in my pay.

Re-enter Frederick with a lute.

F.Is Laura gone?

R. And not too soon. If your fine musical man

Have waked the Countess she may have heard you too.