Enter Clara, Julia, Antonio, Jacinta running to ‘em.
Jac. He has seen Don Carlos, and they have been in great discourse together, I cou’d not hear one word, but you’ll have it at both ears anon, I’ll warrant you. Ha, he’s coming.
Enter Francisco.
Cla. Heavens, he must not see you here. [To Ant.
Jac. Here, step into Clara’s Bed-chamber. [He goes in.
Fran. So the Plot’s at last discover’d,—he was a Cavalier of his Parole.
Jul. Who speak you of?
Fran. Only the Governor, the fine young Governor, I deliver’d him the message, told him my mind and the like.
Jul. So kind to visit us, and have you sent him away already?
Fran. Ah, Witch; already! why, have I any lodging for him?