Clara. Yes; to think of two cavaliers after her at once! I look upon it as my duty to set all to right; to do this I must once more speak to him who warned me of it; and I want you to give him this letter—in her name, remember—this will bring him here to-night, and I shall undeceive him for ever. But hark! some one—
Torribio is about to enter.
Mari. ’Tis that wretch. Stay, sir, no man comes in here.
Torr. Away, troublesome duenna.
Mari. It’s not decent, I tell you.
Torr. An’t my cousin decent; and an’t I?
Clara. What is the matter?
Torr. This old woman won’t let me come in.
Clara. She is right, unless my father be with you.