To gain a Mistress so belov’d and fair.
But I have since repented of that Sin,
And came last Night for thy Forgiveness too.
Ped. This is News indeed; ’tis fit I keep this Secret no longer from my Master. Don Manuel being dead, my Vow’s expir’d. [Aside.]
[Pedro goes to Alonzo.
Clar. And do you mean no more to love me then?
Mar. In spite of me, above my Sense or Being.
Clar. And yet you’ll marry Flavia.
Mar. Against my Will I must, or lose a Father.
Clar. Then I must die, Marcel.