Part 21 (1/2)

And what did you reply to your preposterous lover, little gipsy thief?

DEA

Madame!

d.u.c.h.eSS

Unconscious, charming thief of affection that should tonight, if ever, have been faithful! So [_half to herself_] one can be jealous of a man without caring a rap for him! Well, it is something to have found out that vanity is the ruling pa.s.sion. I shall take more care of its feelings than ever after this. But--your story, little blind girl.

DEA

O--I stretched my arms out against this gentleman and prayed, and my prayer was heard, for Phedro came and said he thought he had heard you call, and this man went out telling me to remain, when a pair of hands suddenly laid hold upon my wrists and led me out into the air, then pushed me into this room.

d.u.c.h.eSS

Think how disappointed your lover will be when he returns and finds you gone!

DEA

I do not care what he should think.

d.u.c.h.eSS

Your affections are already a wreath upon some mortal head, eh?

DEA [_modestly_]

Yes, I love, I am beloved.

d.u.c.h.eSS [_quizzically regarding her_]

By whom, pray?

DEA

Messire Gwymplane of the circus troop.

d.u.c.h.eSS [_throwing back her head and laughing_]

No? Beloved by Gwymplane, you say?

[_GWYMPLANE looks at her in a horror of bewilderment, the point of her conduct beginning to pierce his heart._]

DEA

O yes, beloved by Gwymplane.

d.u.c.h.eSS

It seems to me, child, that upon this somewhat fantastic night we have perhaps changed partners.