es up all, etc. Oh! my hours are gold,
And the joys untold,
When my eyes behold
Ladies My beloved Princess;
And the years will seem
Knightsbridge nursemaids, etc. But a brief day-dream,
In the job extreme
Of our happiness!

(Exeunt King and Zara in one direction, Lifeguardsmen and crowd in
opposite direction. Enter, at back, Scaphio and Phantis, who
watch
Zara as she goes off. Scaphio is seated, shaking violently,
and
obviously under the influence of some strong emotion.)

Phantis: There--tell me, Scaphio, is she not beautiful? Can you
wonder that I love her so passionately?

Scaphio: No. She is extraordinarily--miraculously lovely! Good
heavens, what a singularly beautiful girl!

Phantis: I knew you would say so!

Scaphio: What exquisite charm of manner! What surprising delicacy
of
gesture! Why, she's a goddess! a very goddess!

Phantis: (rather taken aback) Yes--she's--she's an attractive
girl.

Scaphio: Attractive? Why, you must be blind!--She's
entrancing--enthralling--intoxicating! (Aside) God
bless
my heart, what's the matter with me?

Phantis: (alarmed) Yes. You--you promised to help me to get her
father's consent, you know.

Scaphio: Promised! Yes, but the convulsion has come, my good boy!
It is she--my ideal! Why, what's this? (Staggering)
Phantis! Stop me--I'm going mad--mad with the love of
her!

Phantis: Scaphio, compose yourself, I beg. The girl is perfectly
opaque! Besides, remember--each of us is helpless
without
the other. You can't succeed without my consent, you
know.

Scaphio: And you dare to threaten? Oh, ungrateful! When you came
to
me, palsied with love for this girl, and implored my
assis-
tance, did I not unhesitatingly promise it? And this is
the
return you make? Out of my sight, ingrate! (Aside)
Dear!
dear! what is the matter with me? (Enter Capt.
Fitzbattleaxe
and Zara)

Zara: Dear me. I'm afraid we are interrupting a