SCENE VII.

MARGUERITE and MARTHA.

_Mart._ Just heaven! what is't I see? How fair you now do seem! Why, what has happened? Who gave to you these jewels?

_Mar._ (confused). Alas! by some mistake They have been hither brought.

_Mart._ Why so? No, beauteous maiden, These jewels are for you; The gift are they of some enamor'd lord. My husband, I must say, Was of a less generous turn!

(MEPHISTOPHELES and FAUST enter.)

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