Dor. I am overjoyed my father lets you live, And proud of my good fortune, that he gave Your life to me.
Mir. How? gave his life to her!
Hip. Alas! I think she said so, and he said, He owed it to her generosity.
Ferd. But is not that your sister with Hippolito?
Dor. So kind already?
Ferd. I came to welcome life, and I have met The cruellest of deaths.
Hip. My dear Dorinda with another man?
Dor. Sister, what business have you here?
Mir. You see I dress Hippolito.
Dor. You're very charitable to a stranger.