Enter a Servant.
Servant. The dancing girl, and with her the musicians
Your grace was pleased to order, wait without.
Arch. Bid them come in. Now shall your eyes behold
In what angelic yet voluptuous shape
The devil came to tempt Saint Anthony.
Enter Preciosa, with a mantilla thrown over her head. She advances slowly, in a modest, half-timid attitude.
Car. (aside.) O what a fair and ministering angel
Was lost to Heaven, when this sweet woman fell!
Pre. (kneeling before the Archbishop.) I have obeyed the order of your grace.