Lop. That's well: we shall see how things go presently.
Enter Don Alvarez.
Alv. The more I recover from the disorder this discourse has put me in, the more strange the whole adventure appears to me. Leonora maintains there is not a word of truth in what I have heard; that she knows nothing of marriage: and indeed she tells me this, with such a naked air of sincerity, that for my part I believe her. What then must be their project? Some villainous intention, to be sure; tho' which way, I yet am ignorant. But here's the bridegroom; I'll accost him——I am told, Sir, you take upon you to scandalize my daughter, and tell idle tales of what can never happen.
Lop. Now methinks, Sir, if you treated your son-in-law with a little more civility, things might go just as well in the main.
Alv. What means this insolent fellow by my son-in-law! I suppose 'tis you, villain, are the author of this impudent story.
Lop. You seem angry, Sir——perhaps without cause.
Alv. Cause, traitor! Is a cause wanting where a daughter's defam'd, and a noble family scandaliz'd?
Lop. There he is, let him answer you.
Alv. I shou'd be glad, he'd answer me, why, if he had any desires to my daughter, he did not make his approaches like a man of honour.
Lop. Yes; and so have had the doors bolted against him like a house-breaker.