Jac. Who's there?
Isa. [Behind the Scenes.] 'Tis I, Isabella.
Leo. Isabella! What do you want, my Dear?
Isa. Your Succour, for Heaven's sake, Leonora. My Brother will destroy himself.
Leo. Alas! it is not in my power to save him.
Isa. Permit him but to speak to you; that possibly may do.
Leo. Why have not I the Force to refuse him?
Don Guz. [Behind the Scenes.] Is it you I hear, my poor lost Mistress? Am I so happy, once more to meet you, where I so often have been blest!
Jac. Courage, Madam, say a little something to him.
Don Guz. Not one kind Word to a distracted Lover? No Pity for a Wretch, you have made so miserable?