Listeners. I fan myself.
Glance at your humble servant's pretty fan.

THE DUKE.

What for?

FANNY.

I've drawn a sketch-map of the park.
Observe the road; it's red; it makes a bend;
Do you see? The little squares of white are statues;
The little dots of apple-green are trees;
Thus you elude the evil-minded spies;
Turn to the left; pass by the pheasantry--

THE DUKE.

What are the scratches?

FANNY.

Where the hill goes up.
Then you go down again; pass by the Triton
And come out Emperor at this little gate.
All clearly understood?--I shut my fan.

THE DUKE.

Emperor!

FLAMBEAU.

That's right. Get out your robes and crown!
Don't go so fast!

THE DUKE.

What's at the gate?

FANNY.

A cab.

THE DUKE.

A cab?

FANNY.

With spanking horses; have no fear.

THE DUKE.

Where does it take me?

FANNY.

To the rendezvous.

THE DUKE.

Where's that?

FANNY.

Out of your way, but so the Countess
Would have it:--Wagram.

THE DUKE.

What a Bonaparte!

FANNY.

Well? Are you pleased?

THE DUKE.

Dear little Tanagra,
I'll recompense your zeal--

FANNY.

Ungrateful monster!

THE DUKE.

And Prokesch?

FANNY.

He'll be waiting for you there.

THE DUKE.

The only man whose eye we had to fear--
Prince Metternich--has left. All will go well.

FLAMBEAU.

Metternich gone! You never said a word!

THE DUKE.

Well--

FLAMBEAU.

And you let me catch my death, beneath
This beastly urn--!

FANNY.

Masks coming!

MASKS.

Sandor! Zichy!
It's Thalberg!--Never!--Thalberg is a Turk!
It's Cocica!--Not he!--He's fled!--Oh! catch him!

FLAMBEAU.

Gone?

THE DUKE AND FANNY.

Gone.

FLAMBEAU.

[_Emerging, dressed as in the previous act._]

Then--

THE DUKE AND FANNY.

Are you mad?

FLAMBEAU.

We'll shut the trap.

THE DUKE.

But if they see you--!

FANNY.

Vanish! This is frightful!

THE DUKE.

What will they say?

FLAMBEAU.

I'll tell you what they'll say--

MASKS.

[_Seeing_ FLAMBEAU.]

And this one!