+Fran.+ Her tone nor gestures cannot cosen me, They both seem to disguise a black design; But I shall watch you: 'tis a half-gain'd cause In fury's course to have begot a pause. [_Aside._ +Blan.+ Do what I bid you presently, Francisca. Send to Don Zancho, and let him know from me, I earnestly desire to speak with him. +Fran.+ Lord, madam, what d'ye mean? +Blan.+ To make the pleasing proposition to him, As I told my brother I would. Say, am I not moderate? But do without reply, what I command. +Fran.+ Madam, I shall obey. But [_aside_] observe you so withal, As to prevent the mischief, if I can. [_Exit +Francisca+._ +Blan.+ Ye gods, assist me in my just revenge, Or you will make an atheist. My first work Must be, before Don Zancho comes, to speak With his sweet mistress; and with words and looks, As false as hers have been, so to delude her With hopes of what she wishes, that they both May jointly fall my honour's sacrifice. [_Exit._ _Enter +Don Fernando+, as in +Don Julio's+ private apartment._ +Don F.+ Since generosity hath so far got The mastery, as to have made me fix Upon a resolution so unheard of, I long to see it executed. But stay: I think I hear Elvira's voice without, And Blanca's too. Here curiosity To overhear is pardonable. [_He makes as if he hearkened, and then exit, as to go where he may better hear._ _Enter +Elvira+ and +Blanca+ as in the antechamber, and +Fernando+ peeping as from behind a door._ +Don F.+ Here not a word can 'scape me. +Elv.+ Madam, you wrong my zeal in serving you, Whilst you attribute to any other motive My yesterday's behaviour. +Blan.+ Such niceties, Elvira, are, out of season. [_In a tone that may show what she says to be forced._ I seek your satisfaction in a love, Wherein it seems you have been long engag'd. [_+Elvira+ looking round, and +Fernando+ starting back._ +Don F.+ I hope she did not see me. [_Aside._ +Elv.+ My satisfaction, say you, in my love? Of whom, for heaven's sake? If you mean Don Zancho, Y'are very far from guessing at my thoughts. +Don F.+ By heaven, sh' has seen me, and plays the devil still. [_Aside._ +Elv.+ By all that's good, I am far from loving him-- I say not worse [_aside_], because I know she loves him. +Don F.+ Ah, Elvira! this is too much, yet not enough To change in me a noble resolution. [_Aside._ [_A noise is heard, as of people coming up stairs._