Eug. As best we can, sir.
Clara (aside to Mari Nuño). Have you seen Don Felix?
Mari (aside). Enough, he will be here. But when?
Clara. When the story is done, and all weary are gone to bed.
Mari. Good.
[Exit; the rest sit down.
Clara. Begin you then, Eugenia, I will chime in.
Eug. This being the long-expected day
When our fair Spain and fairest Mariana
Should quicken longing hope to perfect joy,