Anto. This passion soon will over; farewell, Friend,
I shall return to give Eugenia to you.
[Exit Anto.
Ger. I ne’re perceiv’d his will to reign before,
Some sudden fancy makes him Obstinate.
Eug. So, give her Air, she comes to her self.
Cæl. Where is my Lord! What gone! am I deluded?
I Saw an Angel lead him back again.
Ger. Her fancy is disturb’d, make no answer:
Cæl. Why Sister, where’s my Lord?
Eug. Do not disturb your self, my Brother’s well.
Cæl. Get me a horse, for I will follow him.
Enter Antonio Bleeding.