Dor. Ay, Madam, Don Alonzo, there was a Man for you, so obliging and so bountiful—Well, I’ll give you Argument of both to me: for you must know I was a Beauty then, and worth obliging. [Puts herself between.
And he was the Man my Lady lov’d, tho Don Manuel were the richer: but to my own Story—
Cleo. Forward, Clarinda.
Clar. But as it most times happens,
We marry where our Parents like, not we;
My Mother was dispos’d of to Don Manuel.
Dor. Ay, Madam; but had you seen Don Alonzo’s Rage, and how my Lady took this Disappointment—But I who was very young, and very pretty, as I told you before—
Clar. Forbear, Madam; ’tis true,
Alonzo was so far transported,
That oft he did attempt to kill my Father;