ORSINA.
Blockhead! while you speak the proper moment is for ever past. No. Do
not laugh--for mark me, Marinelli, (_with emotion_) that which makes me
laugh, has, like every thing in the world, its serious side. Accident!
Could it be accidental that the Prince, who little thought that he
would see me here, must see me?--Accident! Believe me, Marinelli, the
word accident is blasphemy. Nothing under the sun is accidental, and
least of all this, of which the purpose is so evident.--Almighty and
all--bounteous Providence, pardon me that I joined this poor weak
sinner in giving the name of accident to what so plainly is Thy
work--yes, Thy immediate work. (_In a hasty tone to_ Marinelli.) Dare
not again to lead me thus astray from truth.
MARINELLI.
This is going too far (_aside_)--But, Countess----
ORSINA.
Peace with your _but_--that word demands reflection, and--my head, my
head!--(_Puts her hand to her forehead_)--Contrive that I may speak to
the Prince immediately, or I shall soon want strength to do so. You
see, Marinelli, that I must speak to him--that I am resolved to speak
to him.
Scene IV.
The Prince, Orsina, Marinelli.
PRINCE (_aside, as he advances_).
I must come to his assistance.
ORSINA (_espies him, but remains irresolute whether to approach
him or not_).
Ha! There he is.
PRINCE (_walks straight across the room towards the other
apartments_).
Ha! The fair Countess, as I live. How sorry I am, Madam, that I can
to-day so ill avail myself of the honour of your visit. I am engaged. I
am not alone. Another time, dear Countess, another time. At present
stay no longer--no longer, I beg. And you, Marinelli--I want you.
(_Exit_.)
Scene V.
Orsina, Marinelli.
MARINELLI.
Your ladyship has now heard, from himself, what you would not believe
from my lips, have you not?
ORSINA (_as if petrified_).
Have I? Have, I indeed?
MARINELLI.
Most certainly.
ORSINA (_deeply affected_).
"I am engaged, I am not alone." Is this all the excuse I am worth? For
whose dismissal would not these words serve? For every importunate,
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