so
ungentlemanly a manner.

GIOV: On the contrary, Madama. And is not this his handwriting?

IN: Now that I look at it again, it is. Ah, Cielo! Betrayed! Surely,
Sir, you do not expect me to consent?

GIOV: Certainly I do.

IN: Never. I am a Spanish lady of high degree.

GIOV: Inez, I love you. Be mine.

IN: Are you of noble birth?

GIOV: Yes.

IN: Are you valorous?

GIOV: Yes.

IN: Don Giovanni (_hiding her face_), I love you!

GIOV: My own, my beautiful one!

IN: There is, however, one little difficulty about which, of course, you
could have known nothing. Some years ago I foolishly took an oath. I
swore I would be true to my husband during his life.

GIOV: Well, but--let me see--yes, I did bring my sword with me. Suppose
I were to step round and run him through the heart--if you don't mind
waiting?

IN: I'm afraid it would be troubling you?

GIOV: Not at all. Any little thing of that kind. So glad you mentioned
it.

IN: Thanks. I suppose you could not manage to bring it off within sight
of the window?

GIOV: I don't see why not. Anyhow, I'll do my best.

[_Exit_ GIOV.

IN: Waiter! (_Enter_ WAITER.) Lay the cloth for two (_She meditates
while the waiter lays the cloth_. Exit WAITER.) Being a Spanish lady of
high degree, the only course open to me is suicide. Fortunately, this
ring contains a dose of poison strong enough for two, otherwise I should
have had to die unavenged or to send round to the chemist's for more.
(_She pours out two glasses of wine_, _splits the contents of her ring
between them_, _and goes to the window_.) Ah! here they come. It is
annoying that they are so far off. I cannot distinguish them in the
dark; however, they are fighting. Now one is killed and the other is
coming in. I wonder which it will be.

_Enter_ DON GIOVANNI.

GIOV: There! my own, my beautiful one. I'm afraid you did not have a
very good view, but your poor husband was such a damned bad swordsman
that I inadvertently killed him before I could get him as near as I
intended.

IN: Well, I confess I should like to view the body, just to make sure you
have not killed the wrong gentleman--if you've no objection?

GIOV: None whatever. You'll find him in the gutter up the street, under
the third lamp post. (_Exit_ DONNA INEZ. DON GIOVANNI _observes the two
glasses of wine and smells them suspiciously_. _Re-enter_ DONNA I