Ped. (aside.) Oh, may her bosom whisper her ’tis still
Her eyes that draw me after where they will!
[Exeunt.
Scene II.—Street between the Houses of Alonso and Felix.
Alonso and Torribio waiting.
Alon. If you really affect Eugenia, nephew—— (aside) as I wished,—I will communicate with her after church, and if all be well (as I cannot doubt) get a dispensation forthwith. But they are coming.
Enter from Alonso’s door Clara, Eugenia in mantles, the latter with a handkerchief in her hand; Mari Nuño, Brigida, and Otañez behind; and at the same time Felix, Juan, and Pedro opposite.
Clara. Cover your face, Eugenia. People in the street.
Eug. Well, I’m not ashamed of it. (Aside.) Don Pedro! and Don Juan!