Don Fel. To marry Leonora this Moment.
Don Guz. How say you?
Don Fel. I say, you shall have nothing left to ask of me.
Don Guz. Is't possible? O Heavens! what Joy I feel!
Don Fel. Leonora, prepare your Hand and Heart.
Leo. They both are ready, Sir; and in giving me the Man I love, you charge me with a Debt of Gratitude can never be repay'd.
Don Guz. [Kneeling.] Upon my Knees, I thank the best of Men, for blessing me with all that's blest in Woman.
Isab. How well that kind, that gentle Look becomes him!
Jacin. Now, methinks he looks like an old Rogue; I don't like his Looks.
[Aside.