[Exit.
Lope (To Don Guillen). Forgive my leaving you so long; I have been
Waiting on one who is my father’s guest,
The lady Violante.
Guil. So sweet duty
Needs no excuse.
Lope. Now to pursue your story—
Guil. Ah—where did I leave off?
Lope. About the truce
Making at Naples, when you saw a lady—