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_. [Illustration]