Por. And well I may—for two reasons, Alvaro.
Alv. Well, what are they?
Por. First, I have got my father to relax in his humour against you.
Alv. My good sister!
Por. So as he will see you at Bellaflor this very evening.
Alv. Good! and your second reason?
Por. That coming up the pass, I made the crowning shot of my life with this arquebuss—a hare at full speed—flying, I might say.
Alv. Give you joy of both your hits, Porcia.
Por. I am so proud of the last (though glad of the first, Alvaro) that I shall try my luck and skill a little longer about the castle this evening.