[Exit, and re-enters at another door.
[As Fernando comes to the door of the perfuming-room, seeing them at a stand, he stops and stands close.
Don F. They are parleying: let's hear. [Aside.
[Blanca and Francisca passing over the stage.
Blan. 'Twas Silvia's voice: my heart misgives me somewhat.
Fran. 'Tis some new accident or some mistake;
Don Zancho cannot but be safe long since.
Blan. However let us in, and see.
[Exeunt Blanca and Francisca, and re-enter as at another door of the perfuming-room, and make a stand, as surprised with what they see.
Blan. We are all undone, I fear.
Fran. A little patience. [Chichon stealing over the stage.