The Duenna by Richard Brinsley Sheridan
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_Re-enter_ MAID. _Maid_. Here's a gentleman at the door, who begs permission to speak with Signor Isaac. _Isaac_. A friend of mine, ma'am, and a trusty friend--let him come in--[_Exit_ MAID.] He's one to be depended on, ma'am. _Enter_ DON CARLOS. So coz. [_Talks apart with_ DON CARLOS.] _Don Car_. I have left Donna Clara at your lodgings, but can nowhere find Antonio. _Isaac_. Well, I will search him out myself. Carlos, you rogue, I thrive, I prosper! _Don Car_. Where is your mistress? _Isaac_. There, you booby, there she stands. _Don Car_. Why, she's damned ugly! _Isaac_. Hush! [_Stops his mouth_.] _Duen_. What is your friend saying, signor? |
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