Don A. Methinks Ernesto should not tarry long,
If not already come. Sancho, how call you
The street there just before us, where you see
Yon gentleman with his cloak o'er his face?
I have lost all my measures of this town.
Sancho. I am as much to seek as you, sir.
Don A. Let us go to him, Sancho, and inquire:
He has a notable good mien: I ne'er
Saw an air more like [to] Octavio's.
Don O. Unless my eyes do very much deceive me,
That's Don Antonio; if it be he, Diego,
There is no danger in his knowing us:
He was my comrade when I first bore arms.
[Don Octavio lets fall his cloak from before his face.
Tis he.
Don A. You injure me, Octavio, to be so long
A-knowing one who's so entirely yours. [They embrace.
Don O. Your presence in this place, noble Antonio,
Was so unexpected, I hardly durst
Believe my eyes. When came you to this town?
Don A. I am just now arrived.
Don O. I joy to see you here, but should have thought
It likelier to have heard of you at court,
Pursuing there the recompenses due
To your great merit.