Don H. I could not have receiv'd more welcome news.
Go, bring him in. Sister, you may withdraw.
[Exeunt Porcia and Camilla.
Enter Ernesto and Silvio.
Ern. Sir, Don Antonio kisses your hands,
And sends me to present this letter to you.
[He gives a letter to Don Henrique. Don Henrique opens it, and, having read it to himself, says—
Don H. I'm glad to find by's letter he's in health;
Yet methinks, friend, he writes but doubtfully
Of's being here this night, as I expected.
Ern. His letter, I suppose, sir, speaks his purpose.
Don H. I'll answer't, and despatch you presently:
In the meanwhile, go: make him welcome, Silvio.
[Exeunt Silvio and Ernesto.
I would to heaven he were arriv'd; I grow
Each minute more impatient. As bodies
Near the centre move with more violence,
So when we approach the ends of our designs,
Our expectations are the more intense,
And our fears greater of all cross-events. [Exit Don Henrique.