Jul. And study how to prevent this cruel separation. [Aside, goes out with him and Jacinta.
Cla. Ah, Antonio, I find by that sad look of yours, you have over-heard our hasty Doom.
Ant. I have, and am a little surpriz’d at the suddenness of it; and I my self am the unlucky occasion of it,—to break it off, I told my Father how scurvily Isabella treated me,—he thereupon sends for old Francisco, tells him of my complaint, and instead of disengaging my self, I find my self more undone.
Cla. What shall we do? I’m sure thou wilt not marry her, thou canst not do’t and hope to go to Heaven.
Ant. No, I have one prevention left, and if that fail, I’ll utterly refuse to marry her, a thing so vainly proud; no Laws of Nature or Religion, sure, can bind me to say yes; and for my Fortune, ‘tis my own, no Father can command it.
Cla. I know thou wilt be true, and I’ll not doubt it.
Enter Jacinta.
Jac. Ah! Madam, the saddest news—
Cla. Hah! what?
Jac. Poor Gentleman, I pity you of all things in the World,—you must be forc’d—how can I utter it,—to the most lamentable torment that ever Lover endur’d—to remain all night in your Mistress’s Chamber.