Count [running to the dressing-room]--Come out here, you young villain!
Count [seeing Susanna come out of the dressing-room]--Eh! Why, it is Susanna! [Aside.] What, a lesson!
Susanna [mocking him]--"I will kill him! I will kill him!" Well, then, why don't you kill this mischievous page?
Count [to the Countess, who at the sight of Susanna shows the greatest surprise]--So you also play astonishment, Madame?
Countess--Why shouldn't I?
Count--But perhaps she wasn't alone in there. I'll find out. [He goes into the dressing-room.]
Countess--- Susanna, I'm nearly dead.
Count [aside, as he returns]--No one there! So this time I really am wrong. [To the Countess, coldly.] You excel at comedy, Madame.
Susanna--And what about me, sir?
Count--And so do you.