Enter Garcia with Attendants. The two Princes salute, but Alphonso very coldly.
Gar. I come to show my grief for your distemper;
For, if my noble brother saw my heart,
There should you find a plain, a holy friendship,
Unmixt with interest, equally partaking
Of what affects you, both of good and ill.
Alph. I thank you; but my malady increases
At your approach. I have no more to say;
But wish you better health than I can boast,
And to myself a lonely privacy.