Maria. And doth she know aught? [140]
Albert. She knows not aught—but haste thou to her cottage
To-morrow early—bring Lord Velez with thee.
There ye must meet me—but your servants come.
Maria (wildly). Nay—nay—but tell me! [A pause—then presses her forehead.
Ah! 'tis lost again!
This dead confused pain! [A pause—she gazes at Albert.
Mysterious man! [145]
Methinks, I cannot fear thee—for thine eye
Doth swim with pity—I will lean on thee.
[Exeunt Albert
and Maria.
Re-enter Velez and Osorio.
Velez (sportively). You shall not see the picture, till you own it.[556:1]
Osorio. This mirth and raillery, sir! beseem your age.
I am content to be more serious.[556:2] 150
Velez. Do you think I did not scent it from the first?
An excellent scheme, and excellently managed.
'Twill blow away her doubts, and now she'll wed you,
I'faith, the likeness is most admirable.
I saw the trick—yet these old eyes grew dimmer 155
With very foolish tears, it look'd so like him!
Osorio. Where should I get her portrait?
Velez. Get her portrait?
Portrait? You mean the picture! At the painter's—
No difficulty then—but that you lit upon
A fellow that could play the sorcerer, 160
With such a grace and terrible majesty,
It was most rare good fortune. And how deeply
He seem'd to suffer when Maria swoon'd,
And half made love to her! I suppose you'll ask me
Why did he so?