Bel. Some good news, fortune, I beseech thee.
Beat. But now I have found this learned gentleman, I shall make bold to propound a question to him from a lady.
Alon. I will have my own question first resolved.
Bel. O, sir, 'tis from a lady.
Beat. If you please, sir, I'll tell it in your ear—My lady has given Don Melchor the ring; in whose company her father found her just now at the garden-door.
[In a whisper.
Bel. [Aloud.] Come to me to-morrow, and you shall receive an answer.
Beat. Your servant, sir.
[Exit Beatrix.
Alon. Sir, I shall take it very unkindly if you satisfy any other, and leave me in this perplexity.
Bel. Sir, if my knowledge were according—
Alon. No more of that, sir, I beseech you.