+Don Z.+ As sweet methinks as short: such words imply Little less than a demi-assignation. +Chi.+ All puddings have two ends,[14] and most short sayings Two handles to their meaning. +Don Z.+ I'm sure I'll still lay hold upon the pleasing'st, Till it be wrested from me: i' th' meanwhile, If any visitants come this afternoon, Be sure to tell them I am gone abroad, That nothing else embark us at the time. You shall not go alone. +Chi.+ I thank you for it-- I cannot go alone. [_Holding up his staff. Exeunt, +Chichon+ halting._ _Scene changes to +Don Julio's+ private apartment. Enter +Don Fernando+ and +Julio+._ +Don J.+ All things are rightly laid, for Violante Will pass the afternoon with Blanca, and then, I waiting on her home in th' evening, Blanca Will be secure from me till late at night. I shall be where I told you, in full view Of those two windows. If the gallant come Up the great stairs, he must pass through that room, And cannot 'scape your knowledge; if up the back one, You needs must see him passing through the entry, Close by that door. If this latter way, Be sure to set the candle in that window: [_Pointing._ If up the other, in that: and in either case, As soon as he's within, fail not to bolt, On th' inside, th' entry-door, and so he may Find no retreat that way, I coming up The other. +Don F.+ Be assured I shall be punctual, As you direct. [_Exeunt._ _Scene changes to +Don Pedro's+ lodging. Enter +Don Pedro+ and his servant +Fulvio+._ +Don P.+ Are you sure of what you say? +Fulv.+ As sure, sir, As my own eyes can make me of what I saw. You cannot doubt my knowing him, since 'twas I (You may remember) fetch'd the surgeon to him, And saw his wounds dress'd more than once or twice. The tavern, where I was, looks into his garden, And there I left him walking to come tell you. +Don P.+ We are well advanc'd then towards my just revenge. I found Don Julio as ready to comply With all the duke's desires as I could wish; And my great fear is over, that Don Zancho Might possibly have been some near relation Of his own: so that now, Fulvio, if you Keep but a careful eye upon his motions, And give me notice, he can hardly 'scape us. +Fulv.+ Doubt not my diligence. [_Exeunt._ _Scene changes to the garden. Enter +Blanca+ and +Francisca+ as in a fine garden with orange-trees and fountains._ +Blan.+ You must have your will; but know, Francisca, If you expose me to his vanity, I never shall forgive you.