Enter Lopez.
Lop. To all whom it may concern, greeting, Don Pedro Osorio, acknowledging himself most unworthy of the Honour intended him, in the Person of the fair Leonora, addresses himself, by me, his small Ambassador, to the Generosity of Don Felix, for leave to walk in and take Possession.
Don Fel. I had already given Order for his Entrance.
Don Guz. What is't I hear?
Leo. Support me.
Isab. She faints.
Don Guz. Look, Tyrant, here, and, if thou can'st, be cruel!
[Holding her.
Don Fel. Bring in Don Pedro.