Ursula: I'll say no more. When is your wedding, lady? Hero: Some day very soon. Let's go inside. Help me to choose the headdress 52 I shall wear. two women move away] Ursula: Beatrice has been caught, I'm sure, just Hero: If you are right, then loving goes by chance. We are all part of Cupid's clever dance. [Exit Hero and Ursula. Beatrice comes forwardl Beatrice: My ears are burning P! Can their words be true? Am I so proud? Am I so full of scorn? Then goodbye scorn, goodbye proud words! They are no use to me, for I must love Where I am loved. We shall be married What I have just heard I will believe. His love is strong and it must be returned [Exit]