(He casts her from him and rushes out.)
Scene IV.—The Count of Lara’s rooms. Enter the Count.
Lara. There’s nothing in this world so sweet as love,
And next to love the sweetest thing is hate!
I’ve learned to hate, and therefore am revenged.
A silly girl to play the prude with me!
The fire that I have kindled—
(Enter Francisco.)
Well, Francisco,