Don H. What brings yon hither, Pedro?
Ped. Give me my albricias,[69] sir; I bring you
The rarest news: your enemy Octavio—
I'm quite out of breath——
Don H. What does the varlet mean?
Ped. Sir, I suppose Don Carlos has inform'd you
That he left me to see your sister Porcia,
With Flora and Diego, Oetavio's man,
Safely convey'd t' his house.
Don C. See now, Don Henrique: who was i' the right!
Ped. I did as he commanded me, and put them
All three into Don Carlos's antechamber,
Porcia in the same chair which brought her thither,
And for more safety, double-lock'd the door,
Whilst I went down in haste to fetch some candles.
Don H. As sure as death, this madness is infectious;
My man is now in one of Carlos's fits.
Ped. Returning with some lights a moment after,
I no sooner open'd the door, but, heavens!
Who should I see there, standing just before me,
In the selfsame place where I had left Porcia,
But Octavio, your enemy Octavio.
Don H. Here is some witchcraft, sure. What can this mean?
Ped. Amaz'd at this sight, I let the candle fall,
And clapp'd the door to; then double-lock'd it,
And brought away the key.