Lyrics: Joan Cross/Anne Wood/Gottlieb Stephanie/Hugh Mills
Music: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
PEDRILLO: Blonda? Come here, quickly.
(Blonda comes out of the house, rather hesitantly.)
BLONDA: What is it?
PEDRILLO: I’ve got wonderful news.
BLONDA: What?
PEDRILLO: The señor is here, Blonda!
BLONDA (unable to believe it): The señor?
PEDRILLO: Hm!
BLONDA: Here?
PEDRILLO: Yes.
BLONDA: Oh! Señor Belmonte? Is this true? (As Pedrillo nods vigorously.) But when did –
PEDRILLO: Now don’t start firing off a lot of questions.
I’m telling you he’s here. He’s in the palace! He’s the Pasha’s guest!
And he has a ship waiting beyond the headland.
BLONDA (overjoyed):Heavens! Pedrillo! I must go and tell Constanza.
PEDRILLO: Ah! Wait, wait. Tell her the senõr will be underneath her widow at midnight.
My singing is the signal for you both to be ready to leave.
BLONDA: What about Osmin?
PEDRILLO: Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him.
I’m going to ram a sleeping draught down that old vulture’s neck if it’s the last thing I do.
Keep watch for a minute while I go and get it. (Pedrillo goes into the palace.)