Amid. Don Manuel eyes me strangely; the best is, he never saw me yet but at a distance: My brother's jealousy (who ne'er intended I should be his) restrained our nearer converse. [Aside.
Jul. My pretty youth, I am enforced to trust thee
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With my most near concerns; friends I have none,
If thou deny'st to help me.
Amid. Any thing To break your marriage with my master.
Jul. Go to Roderick, and tell him my condition: But tell it him as from thyself, not me.
Amid. That you are forced to marry?
Jul. But do not ask him To succour me; if of himself he will not, I scorn a love that must be taught its duty.
Man. What youth is that? I mean the little one.
Gons. I took him up last night.
Man. A sweet-faced boy, I like him strangely: Would you part with him?
Amid. Alas, sir, I am good for nobody, But for my master.