Chi. The noise is towards the perfuming-room,
I know the back-way to it through the garden.
[Exit Chichon, and re-enters at the farther end of the laboratory, and stands close.
Don Z. Wit must repair the disadvantages
I'm under here, and save my Blanca's honour.
That once secur'd, there will be time enough
To save Elvira's. [Aside.
[Whilst this passes, Elvira holds Julio by the arm, he striving to get from her.
Since, by this lady's interposing thus,
You have thought fit our swords should pause awhile,
It may (I think) consist enough with honour
So far to seek your satisfaction, sir,
As to remove mistakes. Know then, Don Julio,
That, though I have presum'd upon your house,
I have not wrong'd your honour: it is she,
With whom you find me, that hath brought me hither;
Her I have long ador'd, and, having got
Intelligence that she was here conceal'd,
My passion (I confess) transported me
Beyond that circumspection and regard,
Which men of quality use, and ought t' observe
Towards one another's dwellings.
Don J. Good gods, what an adventure's here!
Yet all
Is well, so Blanca's honour be but safe. [Aside.
Sir, you surprise me much; can this be true?
[To Don Zancho.
Blan. Francisca, heard you that? had ever man
So ready a wit in such an exigent? [Aside.
Don J. [to Elvira.] What say you, madam?
Fran. We're surer lost than ever, unless she
Have wit and heart to take the thing upon her. [Aside.
Madam, make signs to her, and earnestly. [To Blanca.