Don Lorenzo. The duchess!
Inés. Yes—to speak to you about—Edward has persuaded——
Don Lorenzo. What good news, my dearest girl! At last God wills——
Inés. You are pleased?
Don Lorenzo. [Caresses her.] And you?
Inés. Yes, if you are also. Come, come quickly.
Juana. [Seizes Don Lorenzo's arm.] No, I cannot let you go. Don't leave me.
Don Lorenzo. [To Inés.] I will be with you presently.
Inés. Don't delay—oh, be sure and not delay.[delay.] If you offend her——
Don Lorenzo. You need not fear. Let Ángela receive her in the drawing-room with all ceremony. I will carry Juana up to her room, and join you in a moment.