+Don J.+ [_Pausing._] I am thinking of it, and, I hope, to purpose.[18] What interposer can be found so fit As Blanca in this business, since Don Zancho Has long been her particular acquaintance? And what can be more natural, than for her To take to heart Elvira's chief concernment, Whom he finds here retir'd in her misfortune, As to her surest friends? +Don F.+ Y' have lighted, cousin, on the only way; And lose no time, I beg you. +Don J.+ The least that may be; but you must consider In what a predicament I am likely To be with Blanca at present. +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. +Blan.+ Fie, leave this humour of detracting still, And call her to me, that I may embrace, And thank her; that done, consider how To bring her off, who's brought us off so well. [_Offers to go out._ _Enter +Don Julio+._ +Fran.+ Stay, I beseech you, and compose yourself To act a part quite of another nature; Here comes Don Julio, towards whom I hope You'll tune yourself to a far differing key From that of thanks and kindness. +Blan.+ Let me alone for that: I'll play the dragon. [_As +Don Julio+ advances, +Blanca+ turns from him with a furious countenance, and flies out of the room, +Don Julio+ following her._