Don F. I understand you (since the jealousy
You expressed of her); but 'tis to be hoped
The peace will not be long a-making.
Don J. You little know her spirit, once inflam'd.
But as I'll lose no time, so I'll omit
No art to bring her to a temper fit
To hear and to advance the proposition.
Don F. Heaven give you good success!
Don J. [Turning back to Fernando.] I had forgot to tell you that I think
It will be necessary that, as soon
As I have weather'd Blanca's storm, I make
A visit to Don Pedro, to prevent
His coming hither to disorder us,
Before we have set [all] things right.
Don F. 'Twas not ill thought on: and till you return
I shall keep close in your apartment;
For Blanca has not seen me, and Elvira
Has too great cares upon her to be curious. [Exeunt.
Enter Blanca and Francisca; Blanca with a gay air, as in her antechamber.
Blan. Say, my Francisca, can romances equal
Our last night's adventure? was there ever
Such a come-off! Our sex has us'd to boast
Presence of mind in exigents of love;
But I believe none of us ever match'd
Don Zancho's readiness in an occasion
So sudden and so critical.
Fran. Ever give me the man of ready parts.
Blan. But prythee, whilst we give Don Zancho 's dues,
Let us be just, too, to poor Silvia's merit;
Was ever anything so generous
Or so obliging to a mistress!
Fran. So it appears, madam, I must confess;
But the excess of it makes it suspicious.