SCENE V.

FAUST, MEPHISTOPHELES.

_Mep._ (carrying a casket under his arm). What ho! see here! If flowers are more potent than bright jewels, Then I consent to lose my power.

(Opens the casket and displays the jewels.)

_Faust._ Let us fly; I ne'er will see her more.

_Mep._ What scruple now assails thee? (Lays the casket on the threshold of the pavilion.) See on yonder step, The jewels snugly lie; We've reason now to hope.

(Draws FAUST after him, and disappears in the garden. MARGUERITE enters through the doorway at the back, and advances silently to the front.)

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