Chapter XIII: A Garden-Arbor

(MARGARET _comes in, conceals herself behind the door, puts her finger to her lips, and peeps through the crack_.)

MARGARET

He comes!

FAUST (_entering_)

Ah, rogue! a tease thou art: I have thee! (_He kisses her_.)

MARGARET

(_clasping him, and returning the kiss_)
Dearest man! I love thee from my heart.

(MEPHISTOPHELES _knocks_)

FAUST (_stamping his foot_)

Who’s there?

MEPHISTOPHELES

A friend!

FAUST

A beast!

MEPHISTOPHELES

Tis time to separate.

MARTHA (_coming_)

Yes, Sir, ’tis late.

FAUST

May I not, then, upon you wait?

MARGARET My mother would—farewell!

FAUST

Ah, can I not remain?
Farewell!

MARTHA

Adieu!

MARGARET

And soon to meet again!

[_Exeunt_ FAUST _and_ MEPHISTOPHELES.

MARGARET

Dear God! However is it, such A man can think and know so much? I stand ashamed and in amaze, And answer “Yes” to all he says, A poor, unknowing child! and he— I can’t think what he finds in me! [_Exit_.