Jourd. I will go with thee, if it were only to see how far this wicked Spirit will carry his Imposition; for I am convinced the Devil will leave no Stone unturn'd to work my Destruction.
Isa. I hope you will find us too hard for him and his Ambassador too.
SCENE X. Another Apartment.
Young Laroon in Woman's Clothes.
None ever waited with more Impatience for her Lover than I for mine. It is a delightful Assignation, but I hope it is a Prelude to one more agreeable. I shall have Difficulty to refrain from beating the Rascal before he has discover'd himself—
[Knocking at the Door.]
Who's there?
[Softly.]
Bea. Isabel, Isabel.
Old Lar. Come in. What a soft Voice the Rogue caterwauls in.