A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 15Dodsley, Robert
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 15
Dodsley, Robert
English drama
+Don F.+ They are parleying: let's hear. [_Aside._
[_+Blanca+ and +Francisca+ passing over the
stage._
+Blan.+ 'Twas Silvia's voice: my heart misgives me somewhat.
+Fran.+ 'Tis some new accident or some mistake;
Don Zancho cannot but be safe long since.
+Blan.+ However let us in, and see.
[_Exeunt +Blanca+ and +Francisca+, and re-enter as at
another door of the perfuming-room, and make a stand,
as surprised with what they see._
+Blan.+ We are all undone, I fear.
+Fran.+ A little patience. [_+Chichon+ stealing over the stage._
+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+._
[_+Blanca+ makes earnest signs to +Elvira+._
+Fran.+ [_aside to +Blanca+._] She looks this way,
as if she comprehended
Your meaning.
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