LARA. [_aside_]. Why! that villa's mine!
A message to a countess all forlorn?
In yonder villa?
PAGE. Ay, sir. You can see
The portico among the mulberries,
Just to the left, there.
LARA. Ay, I see, I see.
A pretty villa. And the lady's name?
PAGE. The lady's name, sir?
LARA. Ay, the lady's name.
PAGE. O! that's a secret which I cannot tell.
LARA. No? but you shall, though, or I'll strangle you!
In my strong hands your slender neck would snap
Like a fragile pipe-stem.
PAGE. You are choking me!
O! loose your grasp, sir!
LARA. Then the name! the name!
PAGE. Countess of Lara.
LARA. Not her dressing-maid?
PAGE. No, no, I said the mistress, not the maid.
LARA. And then you lied. I never saw two eyes
So wide and frank but they'd a pliant tongue
To shape a lie for them.
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