[ACT III.]
Scene.—Don Henrique's house.
Camilla, Porcia, and Flora appear in a balcony.
Por. Come, cousin, the hour assign'd approaches.
Cam. Nay, more than so; for 'tis already night.
Flo. And, thanks to your stars, sufficiently dark.
Por. To the clouds you would say, Flora; for stars,
In this occasion, would not much befriend us.
Pray, cousin, when Octavio shall arrive,
Do you and Flora watch above with care;
For if my cruel brother should surprise us——
Cam. Let us alone to play the sentinels.
Flo. I'm confident he's abroad, and will not
Suddenly return; for I heard him say
He'd pass the evening at the corregidor's:
And thence, you know, he seldom comes home early.