Don Ped. But him it was she nam'd, and thought on too, I fear. I'm much alarm'd.
Don Fel. [To Leo.] Repair what you have done, and look more chearful on him.
Leo. Repair what you have done, and kill me.
Don Fel. Fool.
Leo. Tyrant.
Jacin. A very hum-drum Marriage this.
[Aside.
Don Guz. Pray, Sister, let's retire; for I can bear this Sight no longer.
Isab. My Dear, farewel; I pity you, indeed.
Leo. I am indeed an Object of your Pity.