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Scene V.

—The Count of Lara's rooms. Enter the Count.
Lara.
There 's nothing in this world so sweet as love,
And next to love the sweetest thing is hate!
I've learned to hate, and therefore am revenged.
A silly girl to play the prude with me!
The fire that I have kindled—
(Enter Francisco.)
Well, Francisco,
What tidings from Don Juan?

Fran.
Good, my lord;
He will be present.

Lara.
And the Duke of Lermos?

Fran.
Was not at home.

Lara.
How with the rest?

Fran.
I've found
The men you wanted. They will all be there,
And at the given signal raise a whirlwind
Of such discordant noises, that the dance
Must cease for lack of music.

Lara.
Bravely done.
Ah! little dost thou dream, sweet Preciosa,
What lies in wait for thee. Sleep shall not close
Thine eyes this night! Give me my cloak and sword.

[Exeunt.