Nina._ Yes, soon.
SCENE XIV.
Baron _from the pharmacy. The above._
_Baron._ Well, Count, have you seen Signorina
Candida, and have you given her the fan? Why would you not let me have
the pleasure of giving it her myself?
_Nina._ [_Aside._] What! Signor Evarist has not got it!
_Count._ I have not yet seen Signorina Candida, and as for the fan, I
have others, and have destined a better one for her. Oh, here is Signora
Geltrude!
SCENE XV.
Geltrude, Evarist, _and_ Susanna, _all three come out of_ Susanna's
_shop._
_Geltrude._ [_To_ Susanna.] Do me the favour of telling my niece to come
down. I must speak to her.
_Susanna._ I go at once. [_Goes to the villa, knocks, they open, she
enters._]
_Geltrude._ [_Softly to_ Evarist.] I do not wish the Count and the Baron
to go into the house.
_Count._ Signora Geltrude, the Baron and I were just about to visit you.
_Geltrude._ I am obliged for the polite intention. The evening is so
fine, we can talk out of doors.
_Baron._ So you have come back, Signor Evarist?
_Evarist._ [_Curtly._] As you see.
SCENE XVI.
_The above._ Candida.
_Candida._ What does my aunt wish?
_Geltrude._ Let us take a few turns.
_Candida._ [_Aside._] Why, there is the false Evarist!
_Geltrude._ But why have you got no fan?
_Candida._ Don't you remember I broke mine this morning?
_Geltrude._ Ah, yes, true; if we could find another.
_Baron._ [_Whispers to_ Count.] Now is the time to give it.
_Count._ [_Aside._] No, not in public.
_Geltrude._ Signor Evarist, you do not happen by chance to have one?
_Evarist._ Here it is, at your service. [_He shows it to_ Geltrude, _but
does not give it to her._]
[Candida _turns aside contemptuously._]
_Baron._ [_Softly to the_ Count.] Your fan! out with your fan!
_Count._ [_As above._] Don't poke me so!
_Baron._ [_As above._] Out with it, I say!
_Count._ [_As above._] Not now, not now!
_Geltrude._ Niece, won't you accept Signor Evarist's polite offer?
_Candida._ No, aunt, excuse me; I don't need it.
_Count._ [_To_ Baron.] You see, she does not accept it!
_Baron._ [_To_ Count.] Give it me at once!
_Count._ [_To_ Baron.] Do you mean to pick a quarrel?
_Geltrude._ May I ask why you will not accept this fan?
_Candida._ Because it is not mine; because it was not meant for me. It
would not become either you or me were I to accept it.
_Geltrude._ Signor Evarist, can you answer this?
_Evarist
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