Men. Go again and tell her something about her window being another East, and she a second Sun dawning from it in the afternoon.
(Isabel and Ines come to the window.)
Ines. For heave sake, cousin, le stand here and see the soldiers march in.
Isab. Not I, while that man is in the way, Ines; you know how I hate the sight of him.
Ines. With all his devotion to you!
Isab. I wish he would spare himself and me the trouble.
Ines. I think you are wrong to take it as an affront.
Isab. How would you have me take it?
Ines. Why, as a compliment.
Isab. What, when I hate the man?