Don Scipio. Pardon me, sir, I don't know any such thing.
Ped. So when we put a stone upon your head——
Don Scipio. Put a stone upon my head!
Ped. Yes, when you are settled—screwed down, I shall have your daughter to maintain, you know.
Don Scipio. [Aside.] A narrow-minded spark!
Ped. Not that I would think much of that, I am so generous.
Don Scipio. Yes, generous as a Dutch usurer!
[Aside.
Ped. The truth is Don Scipio, I was always a smart young gentleman.
[Dances and sings.