Roy : Happy?

Myra: Yes.

Roy : Completely?

Myra: Yes.

Roy : Ecstatically?

Myra: Yes.

Roy : No doubts?

Myra: No.

Roy : No reservations?

Myra: No.

Roy : No defeatism?

Myra: No.

Roy : Darling, every once in a while, I?see fear in your eyes. Why? Oh, life's been hard for you, I know that. You've had to struggle and endure privation, but that's all over now. You're safe now! Don't be afraid! You needn't be-ever again. I love you.

Myra: Oh, Roy-you're so good. You're so?

Roy : Oh, darling, it's?it's unreal, isn't it?

Myra: Yes.

Roy : Shall we wake up suddenly and find it untrue?

Myra: Roy, don't be defeatist.

Roy : Rat er like running the gauntlet, wasn't it-to dance in there. Oh, but you're a great success, darling. Everyone's enchanted with you.

Myra: But they haven't met me yet.

Roy : Umm-you warm?

Myra: Yes, very.

Roy : Would you like a cooling drink?

Myra: Oh, I'd love one.

Roy : I'll get you some of Barnes' famous punch. Cool and innocent and deceptive. You sit right here. Don't move an eyelid till I come back.

Myra: I shall run off with the first strolling minstrel!

Roy : Darling.

Myra: Go.

Duke: Of course I'm here. I've come to see that young woman!

Duke: Where is she? Where are you hiding her?

Roy : This is Myra. Myra, this is my Uncle-the source of those bellows just heard!

Myra: How do you do?

Duke: So this is Myra, is it?

Roy : I am very glad you came!

Duke: Why have you kept us apart?

Roy : Now my troubles begin!

Duke: Roy, you told me you were going to get Myra some punch. What about it?

Roy : I knew it was too good to last. Good. ?

Duke: Come, my dear-let's sit down!

Myra: Do you know, you gave me ten of the most anxious moments of my life.

Duke: Did I? When?

Myra: While, I was waiting in a cab while Roy was inside, asking your permission to marry me.

Duke: So you were outside in the cab?

Duke: Why didn't he bring you in?

Myra: I don't suppose he dared!

Duke: Quite right. Very shrewd of him. If he had. I'd never have given my consent. I should have asked for you myself.

Myra: Oh, and I'd gave said yes.

Duke: My dear, will you do me a favor?

Myra: Oh, I'd love to.

Duke: Will you do me the honor to dance with me?

Myra: Of course, but-I'm afraid Roy will think we've eloped.

Duke: Well, maybe we will.

Myra: All right.

Duke: Come along, my dear. I haven't been here for ages. Come on Myra, let's make an entrance

罗依：幸福吗？

玛拉：是的。

罗依：非常幸福？

玛拉：是的。

罗依：幸福极了？

玛拉：是的。

罗依：不怀疑了？

玛拉：不。

罗依：不保留了？

玛拉：不。

罗依：不泄气了？

玛拉：不。

罗依：亲爱的，我不时看见你眼里含着恐怖，为什么？呵，那种日子你过得很艰难，这我知道。你曾经被迫痛苦地挣扎，忍受贫困。。。。。但这一切都过去了，你现在安全了！不要害怕！你不用再害怕。我爱你。

玛拉：罗依，你真好，你真。。。。。

罗依：亲爱的，这。。。这不是真的，是吗？

玛拉：是真的。

罗依：我们会不会突然醒来，发现只是一场梦？

玛拉：你别泄气啦。

罗依：在这里跳舞真象是四面遭鞭打，活受罪，是不是？不过 ，亲爱的，你刚才确实是很出风头，所有人都被你迷住了。

玛拉：他们还不认识我呢。

罗依：嘿，你热吗？

玛拉：是的，很热。

罗依：喝一点饮料，好吗？

玛拉：哦，很想来一杯吧。

罗依：我给你拿巴兹做的甜酒，清凉，香甜，很诱人。你就坐在这儿，我不回来你眼皮也不准动一下。

玛拉：我会跟第一个相遇的行吟诗人跑掉的！

罗依：亲爱的。

玛拉：去吧。

公爵：我当然要来，我要看看那位小妇人嘛。

公爵：她在哪儿，你把她藏在哪里去了？

罗依：这是玛拉。玛拉，这是我叔叔---刚才听到的大嗓门就是他。

玛拉：你好。

公爵：这就是玛拉，是吗？

罗依：您能大架光临，我非常高兴。

公爵：你干吗把我们隔开？

罗依：我的麻烦来了！

公爵：罗依，你说要给玛拉拿点甜酒，怎么还不去？

罗依：这我知道，好景不会长。。。亲爱的。

公爵：来，亲爱的，我们坐下吧。

玛拉：您知道吗，您曾经给了我一生中最担惊受怕的十分钟。

公爵：是吗？什么时候？

玛拉：那时我坐在出租汽车里等着，罗依在屋里请求您允许我们结婚。

公爵：你在外面的车子里？

公爵：他为什么不带你进来？

玛拉；我想他是不敢吧。

公爵：不错，他很精明。他要是带你进来，我决不会同意。那我自己就会向你求婚了。

玛拉：哎呀，那我一定会说“同意”的。

公爵：亲爱的，你愿意帮我个忙吗？

玛拉：当然愿意。

公爵：能否赏光和我跳舞吗？

玛拉：当然，不过-----我怕罗依会以为我们私奔了。

公爵：啊，也许我们会的。

玛拉：那好。

公爵：来，走吧，亲爱的，我好久没来这里了，来让我们上场吧。。。。。