Fab. I shall not fail. [Exeunt.
Scene changes to Donna Blanca's antechamber. Enter Francisca, and goes to the hanging where Don Zancho and Chichon are hid.
Fran. Ho! trusty servant with his faithful master!
Come out; the balcony's open, lose no time,
Julio's abed, and fast asleep ere this—
There's nobody in the street, it is so light
One may discover a mile; therefore be quick.
[Don Zancho and Chichon come out from behind the hanging, and follow her, as leading to the balcony. [Exeunt.
[And soon after Don Zancho and Chichon appear as in the balcony, and Francisca's head as peeping out of the door into it.
Scene changes to the prospect of Valencia. Enter Fabio as in the street, and settling himself in a porch.
Fab. Here is a porch, as if 'twere built on purpose.
[Fabio, looking up, perceives them in the balcony.
Ha! here's a vision that I little dreamt of.
Stand close, Fabio, and mum!
[Don Zancho gets over the balcony, and letting himself down at arm's length, leaps gently into the street. Chichon offers at the like, but takes a fall as he lights, and (rising) counterfeits lameness. Francisca retires, and locks the balcony.