[Aside.
Alv. My daughter marry'd to his son!—--Confusion. But I find myself in such unruly agitation, something wrong may happen if I continue with him; I'll therefore leave him.
[Aside.
Don Fel. You seem thoughtful, Sir, I hope there's no——
Alv. A sudden disorder I am seiz'd with; you'll pardon me, I must retire.
[Exit Alvarez.
Don Felix solus.
I don't like this: He went oddly off—I doubt he finds this bounty difficult to go through with. His natural resentment is making an attack upon his acquir'd generosity: pray heaven it ben't too strong for't. The misfortune is a great one, and can't but touch him nearly. It was not natural to be so calm; I wish it don't yet drive him to my ruin. But here comes this young hot-brain'd coxcomb, who with his midnight amours has been the cause of all this mischief to me.
Enter Lorenzo.