Blan. I think y' have reason; since I must have patience,
Light us in thither.
[Francisca takes the lights, and going before them, exeunt omnes.
Scene changes to the prospect of Valencia. Enter Don Julio, as in the portal of his own house.
Don J. The light was in the farther window; therefore
He went up this way: now, if Fernando
Have not forgot to bolt the entry-door,
He cannot 'scape us, sure, whoe'er he be.
'Tis the only comfort,
In such misfortunes, when a man hath means
To right his honour, without other help
Than such a friend as is another self,
And that the shame's even from domestics hid,
Until it be reveng'd.
[Exit Don Julio, as going into his own house.
Enter Chichon, as coming out of the porch before Don Julio's house.
Chi. 'Slight! 'tis Don Julio that I saw go in!
My master's like to pass his time but ill;
I'll steal in after, and observe: although
My courage cannot stead him, my wit may,
As things may possibly fall out.
[Exit Chichon, as stealing after Don Julio into his house.
Scene changes to Donna Blanca's closet. Enter Don Zancho and Donna Blanca, as in her closet.