Don Fel. To me myself, he has own'd his Love to her.
Don Ped.. Good Gods! Yet still this leaves the Mystery where it was; this Charge is equal.
Don Fel. 'Tis true; but yonder's one (if you can make her speak) I have Reason, to believe can tell us more.——Ho, Jacinta!
Enter Jacinta.
Jacin. Do you call me, Sir?
Don Fel. Yes; Don Pedro wou'd speak with you. [To Don Pedro aside.] I'll leave you with her; press her; press her both by Threats and Promises, and if you find your Wife in Fault, old as I am, her Father too, I'll raise my Arm to plunge this Dagger in her Breast, and by that Firmness convince the world, my Honour's dearer to me than my Child.
[Exit Don Fel.
Don Ped. [Aside.] Heaven grant me Power to stifle my Rage, till 'tis Time to let my Vengeance fly. Jacinta, come near: I have some Business with you.
Jacin. [Aside.] His Business with me at this Time can be good for nothing, I doubt.
Jacin. [To Don Ped.] What Commands have you, Sir, for me? I'm not very well.