Ah! she is there! she sleeps! Those beauteous eyes are closed to light of day, She smiles! she dreams of me, perhaps, the And waft the tendrils of her hair, (Sings.) "Come where my love lies dreaming, Dreaming the happy hours, Dreaming the happy hours away; Dreaming the happy hours away." She moves-she comes-now I will try the ring. [Puts the ring on his finger. CURLINE appears at the entrance of the conservatory— looks round with a bewildered air-does not seem to see ADOLPHE. Curline. Curline. Adolphe. I thought I heard his voice, it was a dream, I fear, And yet the beating of my heart tells me that he is near. Adolphe ! [ADOLPHE takes off the ring. Curline! (advancing towards her). Enter LOUISE, who rushes in between them, and appears out of breath. Louise. Oh, lady, dearest lady, oh, how I have been running, The Baron, my master, your papa, is coming, oh, he's coming, Curline. Adolphe. And he is so cross, and he wants you directly, and he looks and speaks like thunder; And who has done anything to make him so, I'm sure I don't know. What can be the matter, I wonder? Pray go, Adolphe, some other time I'll introduce you to papa, A stranger now might anger him. I go (aside), but I'll not go far. [Rumbling music, descriptive of a storm, gradually increasing in sound. [Enter BARON GRIMBERG he walks with a stick, and appears very hot and angry. Baron (calling loudly). Louise! Louise! I saw her come this way, Louise! Louise! I say. [LOUISE appears from the conservatory, drops a frightened curtsey. Baron (shaking his stick at her). |