Sang. Do but make haste, Spado.
Spado. I will, my dear boy.
[Exeunt Sanguino and Don Cæsar.
My good—honest—Oh, you two thieves!
[Aside.
Enter Don Scipio.
Don Scipio. Now, Spado, I—hey, where is my little dreamer? but why is this door open? this closet contains many valuables—Why will they leave it open? Let's see—
[Goes into the Closet.
Enter Spado with a Portmanteau.
Spado. [As entering.] I have no key—However, I have stolen Don Fernando's portmanteau as a peace-offering for these two rascals! Are you there? What a pity the coming of my fellow-rogues! I should have had the whole castle to myself—Oh, what a charming seat of work for a man of my industry—[Speaking at Closet Door.] You find the chests there—you may convey them out at night, and as for cutting Don Scipio's throat—that I leave to—