Rodriguez—A woman is difficult.
General—Dost thou not know, the people in the streets say she flouts thee, and mock thee for a sorry lover?
Rodriguez—They will talk anyway.
General—Where is thy pride? Wilt thou have them jest at thee?
Rodriguez—What have I to do with pride?
General—If thou wouldst be a son of mine, marry her out of hand. Marry her, I say! Scorn Don Rodriguez, the jade! It is intolerable.
(Exit.)
Feliciana—Thy father must be a terrible care, Don Rodriguez.
Rodriguez—He is not always easy to understand.
Feliciana—Thou dost not manage him right. Bring his Castilian nose nearer the earth. There are wholesome smells he is missing.