Hern. Oh, tip-top. Daughters of the rich old Indian has bought the house and gardens opposite, and who will give them all his wealth when they marry, which they say he has brought them to Madrid expressly to do.
Fel. But are they handsome?
Hern. I thought so, sir, as I saw them alighting.
Fel. Rich and handsome then?
Hern. Yes, sir.
Fel. Two good points in a woman, at all events, of which I might profit, such opportunities as I have.
Hern. Have a care, sir, for the old servant who told me this, told me also that the papa is a stout fiery old fellow, who’d stick the Great Turk himself if he caught him trifling with his daughters.
Fel. That again is not so well; for though I’m not the Great Turk, I’ve no mind to share that part of his fortune. But of the two girls, what said your old servant? who, as such, I suppose told you all that was amiss in them at least.
Hern. Well, you shall judge. One, the oldest, is very discreet.
Fel. Ah, I told you so.