Re-enter Lopez.
Lop. So; the old Fellow's gone at last, and has carry'd great Content along with him.
[Aside.
Don John. Lopez.
Lop. Sir——
Don John. What dost think? He wou'd have marry'd me!
Lop. Yes, he had found his Man. But you have been even with him.
Don John. What! thou hast heard us then?
Lop. Or I were no Valet: But, pray, what does your Honour intend to do now? Will you continue the Siege of a Place, where, 'tis probable, they will daily augment the Fortifications, when there are so many open Towns you may march into, without the Trouble of opening the Trenches.