Attach to me, the past is dead in time;
Let it be buried in oblivion.
Mend. Oh, with what courage, Blanca, do you wield
Your ready woman’s wit!
Blan. I know not why
You should say that.
Mend. But I know.
Blan. If ’t be so,
Agree with me to say no more of it.
Mend. But how?