Don John. Why then, you have used him better than you have done me, which I take very unkindly.
Don Fel. I have us'd you, Sir——
Don John. Us'd me, Sir? you have us'd me very ill, to come into my own House to seduce me.
Don Fel. What Extravagance!
Don John. What Persecution!
Don Fel. Am I then to have no other Answer?
Don John. Methinks, you have enough in all Conscience.
Don Fel. Promise me, at least, you'll cease to love my Daughter.
Don John. I won't affront your Family so far, neither.
Lop. I'gad my Master shines to-day.