And therefore when you see—
Clara. How shall I dare
To see what even now I quake to hear!
Enter Alonso.
Alon. Clara! Eugenia!
Both. Sir?
Alon. Good news, good news, my girls! What think you? My nephew, Don Torribio Cuadradillos, my elder brother’s elder son, head of our family and inheritor of the estate, is coming to visit me; will be here indeed almost directly. What think you now?
Eug. (aside). One might have thought, from such a flourish of trumpets, the king was coming at least.
Alon. Mari Nuño!
Mari (entering). Sir?