Enter Francisco and Baltazer.
Fran. So—you two are damnable close together, ‘tis for no goodness I’ll warrant, you have your trade betimes.
Jac. Meaning me, Sir?
Fran. Yes, you, one of my Wife’s evil Counsellors,—go, get you up both to your respective Chambers, go—
[Ex. both.
Bal. Barring your Compliments, good Son, give me leave to speak.
Fran. Shaw, I know as well as your self what you wou’d say now; you wou’d assure me I am sole Master of your House, and may command; that you are heartily glad to see me at Cadiz, and that you desire I wou’d resolve upon a Week’s stay, or so; that you’ll spare nothing for my entertainment: why, I know all this, and therefore pray take my word, good Father-in-Law, without any more ado.
Bal. Well, Sir, pray answer me one question, what drew you to Cadiz?
Fran. Why, I’ll tell you; in the first place, a Pox of all Lovers, I say; for my Daughter Isabella is to be married, as you know, to Antonio, a young rich Merchant of this Town; in the second place, my Wife, with a Vengeance, must be gadding to visit you and her Sister, whom we heard also was to be married to the young Governor Don Carlos; ’.is shreudly against my will, Heav’n knows, for my Wits are in an uproar already about this business—your Gallants, Father, your young Gallants,—I wish my Wife were secure at home again.
Bal. Pray, why so?