FAUST and MEPHISTOPHELES.
_Mep._ Now attend, my dear doctor!
To keep company with the flowers of our friend,
I go to bring you a treasure,
Which outshines them beyond measure,
And of beauty past believing.
_Faust._ Leave me!
_Mep._ I obey. Deign to await me here.
(Disappears.)
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