Don Ped. When did they meet there last?
Jacin. Yesterday; I suppose 'twas only to bid one another adieu.
Don Ped. Ah, Jacinta, thou hast pierced my Soul!
Jacin. [Aside.] And yet I han't told you half I cou'd tell you, my Don.
Don Ped. Where is this Place you speak of?
Jacin. There 'tis, if you are curious.
Don Ped. When they wou'd speak with one another; what's the Call?
Jacin. Tinkle, Tinkle.
Don Ped. A Bell?
Jacin. It is.