Translated and adapted by Frank Morlock, (c)1987
oing to run away and seek adventures.
Jenny Oh, there are adventures enough to be found without going so far away. I can warn you that you will find enough of them.
Arabella You don't know my character yet. When one puts a yoke on my contrary disposition, constraint only wakens my desires. I have lived in the world in the midst of pleasure. Presently, Worthy is ready to marry me. Many wild ideas pass through my head. I have the heart, the wit, the sense,--the right! In short, you will soon see the little traits of my character. But, why is the door open?
Jenny Fie. Your old Cereberus is on the prowl. What will he ask? He prowls everywhere. He stands sentinel all night--and at daybreak he goes scouting. If, by good luck, he could be trapped into some ambush--a little spoke put in his wheel, with some compromising story--and blackmailed-- But, peace, I hear a noise: someone's coming--let's listen.
(Arabella and Jenny draw back as Albert enters.)
Albert I've circled the house, all night long, and