Eug. Francisco! O my fears!
Cæl. No sure, my Lord, he ne’re came within these doors
Since my good Father dy’d.
Ger. Sure I’m mistaken, Madam, if I did not
Meet him just now as he came forth this Room:
And more, he shak’d his head in Anger at me.
Cæl. I’m sure, my Lord, you’re mistaken much,
For you’re the first that enter’d here but us.
Ger. It may be I’m mistaken.
Cæl. Yes, sure, my Lord, you are.
Ger. Madam, if your Commands
[To Eugenia.
Extend to any thing within my pow’r, pray name it,
I shall be proud to serve you; else I’m gone,
For I have certain bus’ness does require it.
Eug. The greatest Service you can do to me,
Is to be careful of your self, my Lord.