Ant. Alas, how shall I endure so great an Affliction?
Cla. And I.
Jac. Ha, ha, ha, how I am griev’d to think on it; ha, ha, ha, that you shou’d both be so hardly put to it; ha, ha, ha, for the old Gentleman has lock’d all the doors, and took the keys to bed to him,—go, get you in,—ha, ha, ha.—
Ant. Oh, my dear Clara, this is a blessing I could not hope.
Cla. So large a Freedom shall my Virtue prove, I’ll trust my Honour with Antonio’s Love.
[They go in.
[Ex. Jacinta laughing.
ACT III.
SCENE I. Don Carlos’ house.
Enter Don Carlos in his Night-gown, Antonio, and Guzman with Clothes.