Ger. This kindness doth oblige me, pardon my haste,
Good Night, and Rest unto your Ladyships.
[Exit.
Cæl. Good Night, my Lord; Flora is so possest her Dream is true,
she dare not venture in that Room again.
Eug. She is not such a Fool, sure.
Cæl. Well, Sister, I am not well, and will to Bed;
the Nurse will wait on you, I’le send her to you.
Come, Flora, go with me.
[Ex. Cæl. and Flora.
Eug. Madam, good Rest unto you.
This I can wish to her, whilst I must want it:
Gerardo sure has some Intelligence
Of Don Francisco’s coming to me;
Or else why Nam’d he him, for well he knows
He never us’d to make a Visit here:
Well, if he does, I cannot help it now.
The time draws nigh,
That I must meet Francisco! Oh, that word
Gives heaviness a new unto my Soul,
And makes my thoughts run backwards,
The Accidents oth’ day seems Ominous
To all the House, but most of all to me,
My guilty Breast feels most of misery.
This time will quickly over, then I shall
See what they tend to, or not see at all.
“There’s comfort yet, that miseries at height
Lose their worst property, which is to fright.”
[Exit.
The End of the Third Act.