Isab. He is, please your Lordship to walk in.
Alb. You may tell him I wait here:
For I would avoid all opportunity of seeing Clarina. Aside.
Isab. My Lord, you need not stand upon Ceremonies. Exit Alberto.
Enter Clarina and Ismena, dress’d like one another in every thing, laughing and beholding one another.
—Dress’d already! now on my conscience
I know not which is which:
Pray God Antonio be not mistaken at night,
For I’ll be sworn I am by day-light.
Ism. Dost think I may pass thus for Clarina?