Vin. Your perceptions are very rapid, sir, but if you choose to think so, I'll settle that point with you immediately: But for fear of consequences, I'll fly home, and add the last bar to my concerto, and then meet you where you please. [Crosses, l.]
Julio. Pho! this is evidently misapprehension. [Crosses, c.] To clear the matter up, I'll visit the lady, if you'll introduce me, Vincentio;—but you shall both promise to be governed in this dispute, by my decision.
Vin. I'll introduce you with joy, if you'll try to persuade her of the necessity of music, and the charms of harmony.
Gar. Yes, she needs that——You'll find her all jar and discord.
Julio. Come, no more, Garcia; thou art but a sort of male vixen thyself. Melodious Vincentio, when shall I expect you?
Vin. This evening.
Julio. Not this evening; I have engaged to meet a goldfinch in a grove—then I shall have music, you rogue!
Vin. It won't sing at night.
Julio. Then I'll talk to it till the morning, and hear it pour out its matins to the rising sun. Call on me to-morrow; I'll then attend you to Donna Olivia, and declare faithfully the impression her character makes on me.—Come, Garcia, I must not leave you together, lest his crotchets and your minums should fall into a crash of discords.
[Exeunt, Vincentio, l., Julio and Garcia, r.