[Rising.
Don Fel. How, Don! I'm more astonish'd at your Answer, than I was with your Silence.
Don John. Astonish'd! Why han't you talk'd to me of Marriage? He asks me to marry, and wonders what I complain of!
Don Fel. 'Tis well——'tis well, Don John, the Outrage is violent! You insult me in your own House. But, know, Sir——
[Rising.
Don John. But, know, Sir, there needs no Quarrel, if you please, Sir; I like your Daughter very well; but for marrying her——Serviteur.
Don Fel. Don Guzman de Torrellas has not less Merit than you, Don.
Don John. Agreed; what then?
Don Fel. And yet I have refus'd him my Daughter.