Mar. There is none. I came to make my apologies to you, madam; and now I must run off home to change my clothes, for I am as wet as a drowned chicken. Madam—Giuliano, old fellow, I wish you good-night and a pleasant journey. (Exit.)
(Giuliano and Luisa stand, arm in arm, looking at one another comically.)
Lauretta (aside to Francesco). Go and tell the cook to bring up supper.
Francesco. A good idea. (Exit.)
Giu. (looking round). A magnificent room, isn’t it?
Luisa (who has laid aside her wraps, imitating him). Splendidly illuminated.
Giu. Ladies in great numbers.
Luisa. Plenty of gentlemen.
Giu. (looking at Luisa). See, see, how gracious my wife is to the mayor!
Luisa (looking at Giuliano). Look at my husband doing the polite to the doctor’s wife!