SCENE SEVENTEENTH
The same persons and Don Fregose.
Don Fregose
Silence! Wretched journeyman! I refrain from transfixing your heart
with my sword, only because I intend you to pay more dearly for this
insult.
Faustine
Don Fregose! I love this man; whether he makes of me his slave or his
wife, my love shall be the aegis of his life.
Fontanares
Am I to be the victim of fresh persecutions, my lord? I am overwhelmed
with joy. Deal me a thousand blows; they will be multiplied a thousand
fold, she says, in her heart. I am ready!
SCENE EIGHTEENTH
The same persons and Quinola.
Quinola
Sir!
Fontanares
And you also have betrayed me; you!
Quinola
Off goes Monipodio, wafted towards Africa with recommendations on his
hands and feet.
Fontanares
What of that?
Quinola
Under the pretext of robbing you, I have concealed in a cellar a
second machine, for I took care that two should be made, while we only
paid for one.
Fontanares
Thus it is that a true friend renders despair impossible. (He embraces
Quinola.) (To Fregose) My lord, write to the king and build,
overlooking the harbor, an amphitheatre for two hundred thousand
spectators; in ten days I will fulfill my promise, and Spain shall
behold a ship propelled by steam in the face of wind and waves. I will
wait until there is a storm that I may show how I can prevail against
it.
Faustine (to Quinola)
You have manufactured a machine--
Quinola
No, I have manufactured two, as a provision against ill-luck.
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