To the right of the
spectator is a wide door, and to the left, a door opening on the
fields. A straw bed lies by the side of the pillar at the feet of the
Madonna. It is night-time.)
Fontanares and Quinola.
(Fontanares, in a black robe girded by a leathern belt, works at his
table. Quinola is checking the various parts of the machine.)
Quinola
Though you wouldn't think it, senor, I also have been in love! Only
when I have once understood the woman, I have always bade her
good-bye. A full pot and bottle, ah! these never betray, and moreover,
you grow fat on them. (He glances at his master.) Pshaw! He doesn't
even hear me. There are three more pieces ready for the forge. (He
opens the door.) Here is Monipodio!
SCENE SECOND
The same persons and Monipodio.
Quinola
The last three pieces have come in. Bring the models and make
duplicates of them, as a provision against accident.
(Monipodio beckons to Quinola from the passage; two men make their
appearance.)
Monipodio
Carry these away, boys, and not a sound! Vanish like spectres. This is
worse than theft. (To Quinola) He is dead and buried in his work.
Quinola
He suspects nothing as yet.
Monipodio
Neither they nor any one else suspect us. Each piece is wrapped up
like a jewel and hidden in a cellar. But we need thirty ducats.
Quinola
Zounds!
Monipodio
Thirty rascals built like those fellows eat as much as sixty ordinary
men.
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