Enter JULIA to AMIDEO.
Jul. Now is the time, he is alone.
Amid. Here comes The saint, my lord adores; love, pardon me The fault, I must commit.
Jul. Fair youth, I am A suitor to you.
Amid. So am I to you.
Jul. You see me here a prisoner.
Amid. My request Is, I may set you free; make haste, sweet madam; Which way would you go?
Jul. To the next Religious house.
Amid. Here through the garden, madam; How I commend your holy resolution! [Exeunt.
Enter DON MANUEL in the street, and a Servant with him.