Flor.Fair lady—have no fear.
Vav. “Fair lady”—It’s a man! My sisters, help!
I am betrayed!
Flor.Have patience for a while—
Vav. Who and what art thou?—speak!
Flor. (aside).What shall I say?
(Aloud.) I am a poor, long-suffering, mortal man,
Whom in the stony substance of thy dial,
A cruel magician holds incarcerate!
Vav. Oh, marvellous!