Ninon.
Charmant! Monsieur Rainbow, you delight me all ze night.
Bluegrass.
Here I’ll unmask, for your two eyes have kindled a flame in my breast such as could not be lighted by all the stars burning in yonder heavens.
[He unmasks.
Ninon.
Monsieur Rainbow, you is ze fiery lover,—ze grand gentleman. Take away ze bad mask.
Bluegrass.
In the nineteenth century, bright little sister of Venus, I’ll unmask you.
[He unmasks and kisses her.