Gal. Sir.
Don Guz. Try if you can see Jacinta, let her privately know I wou'd fain speak with her.
Gal. It shall be done, Sir.
[Exit. Gal.
Don Guzman solus.
Sure Villainy and Impudence were never on the Stretch before! This Traitor has racked them till they crack. To what a Plunge the Villain's Tour has brought me. Pedro's Resentment must at last be pointed here: But that's a Trifle; had he not ruin'd me with Leonora, I easily had pass'd him by the rest.——What's to be done? Which Way shall I convince her of my Innocence? The Blood of him who has dar'd declare me Guilty, may satisfy my Vengeance, but not aid my Love. No; I'm lost with her for ever——
Enter Jacinta.
Speak: is't not so, Jacinta? Am I not ruin'd with the virtuous Leonora?
Jacin. One of you, I suppose, is.
Don Guz. Which dost thou think?