Don Juan. Marry, and near threescore! What, has he lost his senses?
Spado. He has nearly lost one, sir.
Don Juan. But where is he? I want to ask him about it.
Spado. Ask! then you must speak very loud, sir.
Don Juan. Why, what, is he deaf?
Spado. Almost, sir, the dear gentleman can scarce hear a word.
Don Juan. Ah, poor fellow! Hey! Isn't yonder my son?
[Walks up.
Spado. Now if I could bring the old ones together, I should'nt doubt of a quarrel.
Enter Don Scipio.