Alon. For your fortunes and courages——
Mask. They are both desperate, sir; especially their fortunes.
Theo. [To Bel.] You should not have had my consent so soon, but only to revenge myself upon the falseness of Don Melchor.
Aur. I must avow, that gratitude for Don Lopez is as prevalent with me, as revenge against Don Melchor.
Alon. Lent, you know, begins to-morrow; when that's over, marriage will be proper.
Jac. If I stay till after Lent, I shall be to marry when I have no love left: I'll not bate you an ace of to-night, father; I mean to bury this man ere Lent be done, and get me another before Easter.
Alon. Well, make a night on't then.
[Giving his daughters.
Wild. Jacintha Wildblood, welcome to me: Since our stars have doomed it so, we cannot help it; but 'twas a mere trick of fate, to catch us thus at unawares; to draw us in, with a what do you lack, as we passed by: Had we once separated to-night, we should have had more wit, than ever to have met again to-morrow.
Jac. 'Tis true, we shot each other flying: We were both upon the wing, I find; and, had we passed this critical minute, I should have gone for the Indies, and you for Greenland, ere we had met in a bed, upon consideration.
Mask. You have quarrelled twice to-night without bloodshed; beware the third time.