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Faust; a Tragedy.  Johann Wolfgang Goethe
Chapter 13. A SUMMER-HOUSE
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MARGARET [darts in, hides behind the door, presses the tip of
her finger to her lips, and peeps through the crack].

Margaret.
He comes!

Enter FAUST.

Faust.
Ah rogue, how sly thou art!
I've caught thee!
[Kisses her.]

Margaret [embracing him and returning the kiss].
Dear good man! I love thee from my heart!

[MEPHISTOPHELES knocks.]

Faust [stamping].
Who's there?

Mephistopheles.
A friend!

Faust.
A beast!

Mephistopheles.
Time flies, I don't offend you?

Martha [entering].
Yes, sir, 'tis growing late.

Faust.
May I not now attend you?

Margaret.
Mother would--Fare thee well!

Faust.
And must I leave thee then? Farewell!

Martha.
Adй!

Margaret.
Till, soon, we meet again!

[Exeunt FAUST and MEPHISTOPHELES.]

Margaret.
Good heavens! what such a man's one brain
Can in itself alone contain!
I blush my rudeness to confess,
And answer all he says with yes.
Am a poor, ignorant child, don't see
What he can possibly find in me.

[Exit.]