Fel. Alas, madam, all is worse than ever!
Clara. What has happened?
Fel. Not only did my two friends fall out with each other, as I expected, but with me for the very good services I was doing them; insulted me till I could withhold my sword no longer; we went out to fight; were seen, pursued, and disperst by the alguazils. I returned home to await them, but as yet know nothing more of them.
Clara. Alas, sir, what do I not owe you for your care on my behalf?
Fel. More perhaps than you imagine.
Clara. Tell me all at least, that I may at least know my debt, if unable to repay it.
Fel. Alas, I dare not say what is said in not saying.
Clara. Said, and not said? I do not understand.
Fel. I, alas, too well!
Clara. Explain to me then, sir.