Enter Juan with Table, etc.
Juan. Supper, sir!
Lope. But what are my people about, not to see to all this?
Cres. Pardon my having been so bold to tell them I and my family would wait upon you, so, as I hope, you shall want for nothing.
Lope. On one condition then, that as you have no fear of your company now, your daughter may join us at supper.
Cres. Juan, bid your sister come directly.
[Exit Juan.
Lope. My poor health may quiet all suspicion on that score, I think.
Cres. Sir, if you were as lusty as I wish you, I should have no fear. I bid my daughter keep above while the regiment was here because of the nonsense soldiers usually talk to girls. If all were gentlemen like you, I should be the first to make her wait on them.
Lope (aside). The cautious old fellow!