+Cam.+ I am by his permission mistress here; And since that I am pleas'd, sir, 'tis enough, Without our troubling him with the account Of her sad story. +Don A.+ True, madam, as to her reception here; But yet 'twere very fit he knew it too, That we might serve ourselves of his advice And credit for this lady's service. _Enter +Don Henrique+._ +Don H.+ Though I did promise the corregidor Not to stir from his house till his return, Yet I could not obtain it of myself; [_Aside._ I'm so impatient to unfold the riddle Of Don Antonio's seeing of my sister, And entertaining her in her own lodgings. I shall not now be long i' th' dark. O heavens! [_He sees her._ 'Tis she herself, and Camilla with her. Were all my servants mad, or all agreed T' abuse me in affirming she was fled? But Don Carlos, was he mad too to swear That he had trac'd her to another house? Certainly I or they must be possess'd, Or some enchantment reigns within these walls. +Don A.+ O, here comes Don Henrique: now I'll acquaint him With your sad story, madam. +Cam.+ I fear we are undone. +Don A.+ Don Henrique! +Por.+ I'm dead if he proceed, but how to hinder him---- +Don A.+ Here's a lady with your sister Porcia---- +Don H.+ Yes, sir, I see who 'tis. +Don A.+ Since you know her, sir, you will the easier Excuse my boldness. +Don H.+ Boldness! in what, sir? +Don A.+ To have been th' occasion of your finding her Here with your sister at this time o' th' night. +Don H.+ Lord, sir, what do you mean? +Don A.+ There was in truth such a necessity in it, That 'twill, I hope, excuse my humble suit to you In her's and my behalf. +Por.+ Now all comes out. +Don H.+ I understand you, sir; she does desire To pass this night with Porcia, to assist her In th' ordering of her nuptial ceremonies. Let her stay, a' God's name. +Por.+ If he does not dissemble, my condition Is not so desperate as I imagin'd. [_Aside._ +Don A.+ I hope you'll pardon this great liberty: So early a confidence will need it, sir. +Don H.+ 'Tis more than enough that you desire it; Th' occasion, too, does justify her stay. +Don A.+ 'Tis most true, sir, th' occasion did enforce me Thus boldly to presume upon your friendship. +Don H.+ Ha' done, for heaven's sake: is it a novelty, Think you, for Porcia and her cousin-german To pass a night together? +Don A.+ Is she so near a kinswoman of his? Strange inadvertence in her not to tell me Her relation to him when I nam'd him first. I'd made fine work on't, had I told him all. [_Aside._ +Don H.+ She knows I owe her many a good turn Upon Octavio's score, and hope ere long To be able to repay her to the full.