Don Scipio. Ah, here's my friend, Don Juan! Spado, I hope he ha'n't heard of his son's pranks.
Spado. Hear! Ah! poor Don Juan's hearing! I've been roaring to him these five minutes.
Don Scipio. Roaring to him!
Spado. He's almost deaf.
Don Scipio. Bless me!
Spado. You must bellow to him like a speaking trumpet.
[Exit Spado.
Don Scipio. [Very loud.] Don Juan, you are welcome.
Don Juan. [Starting.] Hey! Strange that your deaf people always speak loud—[Very loud.] I'm glad to see you, Don Scipio.
Don Scipio. When people are deaf themselves, they think every body else is too—How long have you been this way?