Tris. Who dares to—
Lio. My lord, this is my servant, and I have a right to take her hence.
Tris. Listen to the brazen impudence of the fellow! It is really too horrid, don't you know? It fairly makes me shudder. The most unheard of audacity—Come here—all of you. (Summoning the rest. They sing.)
[No. 17.]
Cho. How audacious, rude and daring,
To insult a lady so,
'Tis a scandal past declaring,
Off to jail the clown must go.
Lady H. Ah, 'tis agony and rapture,
That he loves me is too true,
I'm consenting to his capture,
O my heart, what can I do?
Cho. Insolent beyond expression
Thus upon our sports to break,
For his terrible transgression
Signal vengeance let us take.
Lio. Ah, 'tis agony and rapture,
Thus once more her face to view,
She's consenting to my capture,
Break, then, heart, what else canst do?
(Plunket enters at close of chorus and sees Lionel held by men. Sings.)
Plun. Hold! Pray tell me what this means?