Dearest Lorenza,
By accident I heard of your being in the castle—If you don't wish to be the instrument of your mother's imposition, an impending blow, which means you no harm, this night shall discover an important secret relative to him, who desires to resign even life itself, if not your
Ramirez.
My love! [Kisses the Letter.] I wish to be nothing, if not your Lorenza; this foolish Fernando! [Looking at Pedrillo.] but, ha! ha! ha! I'll amuse myself with him—looks tolerably now he's dressed—not so agreeable as my discarded lover Alphonso, though.
[Aside.
Ped. I'll accost her with elegance—How do you do, signora?
Lor. Very well, sir, at your service.—Dresses exactly like Prince Radifocani.
Ped. Now I'll pay her a fine compliment—Signora, you're a clever little body—Will you sit down, signora?
[Hands a Chair.
Lor. So polite too!