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THE SPAGNOLETTO.
ANNICCA.
There spake his darling child!
MARIA.
What is ’t o’clock? If he should sleep too late—
He bade me rouse him—
ANNICCA.
Haste to seek him, then.
’T is hard on sunset, and he looks for thee
With his first waking motion. Till to night.
[Exeunt severally.
SCENE IV.
A Hall in Rivera’s house. Enter Luca and Flametta.
FIAMETTA.
But did you see her
LUCA.
Nay, I saw her sister, Donna Annicca.
FIAMETTA.
Tush, man! never name her beside my lady Maria-Rosa. You have lost the richest feast in the world for hungry eyes. Her gown of cloth o silver clad her, as it were, with light; there
