San. Pretty well, I thank Heaven; but here come the crocodiles to weep us into mercy.
Enter Leonora and Jacinta.
Master, let us shew ourselves men, and leave their briny tears to wash their dirty faces.
Car. It is not in the power of charms to move me.
San. Nor me, I hope; and yet I fear those eyes will look out sharp to snatch up such a prize.
[Pointing to Jacinta.
Jacin. He's coming to us, Madam, to beg pardon; but sure you'll never grant it him?
Leo. If I do may heaven never grant me mine.
Jacin. That's brave.
Car. You look, Madam, upon me, as if you thought I came to trouble you with my usual importunities; I'll ease you of that pain, by telling you my business now is calmly to assure you, but I assure it you with Heaven and hell for seconds; for may the joys of one fly from me, whilst the pains of t'other overtake me, if all your charms display'd e'er shake my resolution; I'll never see you more.