By you, and see a letter too thrown in,
Which on my coming up confused you hide,
And will not say from whom—I say, Don Felix,
What can I think?
Fel. (aside). And I, what can I do?
Who, even if I may excuse myself,
Must needs embroil Don Pedro!
Juan. Answer me.
Fel. Have I not answer’d you sufficiently,
In saying that my old and well-tried love