Coronato _from the inn. The above._
_Coronato._ Who is talking about me?
_Moracchio._ Come here, and behold! The Count wants my sister to
marry--
_Coronato._ [_Anxiously._] Count!
_Count._ I am a just man and a nobleman, a sensible protector and human.
Nina does not want you, and I cannot, and must not, and will not use
violence!
_Nina._ And I want Crispino, though the whole world oppose it!
_Coronato._ [_To_ Moracchio.] And what say you?
_Moracchio._ [_To_ Coronato.] And what say you?
_Coronato._ I don't care a fig! Who does not want me, does not deserve
me!
_Nina._ That is the saying.
_Count._ [_To_ Crispino.] See the results of my protection!
_Coronato._ Count, I have sent the second barrel of wine.
_Count._ Bring me the bill, and I will pay it. [_While speaking, he
pulls out the gold snuff-box, and ostentatiously takes snuff._]
_Coronato._ [_Aside._] He has a gold snuff-box--he can pay. [_Exit._
_Moracchio._ [_To_ Nina.] Well, you have had your way after all.
_Nina._ So it seems.
_Moracchio._ And if you repent, it will be your affair.
_Count._ She will never need to repent. She has my protection.
_Moracchio._ Bread seems to me better than protection. [_Exit._
_Count._ And when shall we hold the wedding?
_Crispino._ Soon.
_Nina._ Yes, soon.