Reb. That’s a brave girl.
Chis. (singing).
And now who shall say
The love of a soldier’s wife lasts but a day?
[Exeunt.
Scene V.—Crespo’s Garden Porch.
Don Lope, Crespo, Juan.
Lope. I have much to thank you for, Crespo, but for nothing so much as for giving me your son for a soldier. I do thank you for that with all my heart.
Cres. I am proud he should be your servant.
Lope. The king’s! the king’s—my friend. I took a fancy to him from the first for his spirit and affection to the service.