Don H. Ha' done, for heaven's sake: is it a novelty,
Think you, for Porcia and her cousin-german
To pass a night together?
Don A. Is she so near a kinswoman of his?
Strange inadvertence in her not to tell me
Her relation to him when I nam'd him first.
I'd made fine work on't, had I told him all. [Aside.
Don H. She knows I owe her many a good turn
Upon Octavio's score, and hope ere long
To be able to repay her to the full.
[Looking on the ladies, and spoken aside, that Antonio might not hear him.
Por. Can he declare his mind in plainer terms?
Cam. I cannot tell which of us two he means:
These words may be applied to either of us;
But I begin to fear that he knows all.
Don H. Since 'tis so late, pray give the ladies leave
To retire to their chambers. Go in, sister.
Don A. My brother's words and his behaviour
Imply some mystery; but I must be silent
Till I discover more. [Aside.
Por. Let us be gone; w' are lost if we stay here.
I'm confident he counterfeits this calm
To cover his revenge, until Antonio
And the rest of the house are gone to bed.
Cam. But we shall ne'er be able to get out,
Whilst they continue in the outward rooms.