Man. This is the time and place, where I expect
My fugitive mistress; if I meet with her,
I may forget the wrongs, her brother did me;
If otherwise, his blood shall expiate them.
I hope her woman keeps her ignorant
How all things passed, according to her promise.
A door opens,—Enter ANGELINA in boy's clothes. LEONORA behind at the door.
Leon. I had forgot to tell him of this habit She has put on; but sure he'll know her in it.
[Aside.
Man. Who goes there?
Ang. 'Tis Don Manuel's voice; I must run back: The door shut on me?—Leonora! where?—Does she not follow me? I am betrayed.
Man. What are you?
Ang. A poor boy.
Man. Do you belong to Rodorick?
Ang. Yes, I do.