EL. He does not wish to be seen except by yourself; by this messenger he requests, Madam that his visit may take place without any one being present. ELV. Well, we shall be alone, I will give orders about that, whilst you bring him here. How great is my impatience just now! Ye fates, shall these tidings be full of joy or grief? SCENE III.--DON PEDRO, ELIZA. EL. Where.... PED. If you are looking for me, Madam, here I am. EL. Where is your master.... PED. He is hard by; shall I fetch him? EL. Desire him to come; tell him that he is impatiently expected, and that no one shall see him. (_Alone_). I cannot unravel this mystery; all the precautions he takes ... But here he is already. SCENE IV.--DONNA INEZ, _in man's dress_, ELIZA. EL. My Lord, in order to wait for you, we have prepared.... But what do I see? Ah! Madam, my eyes.... INEZ. Do not tell any one, Eliza, I am here; allow me to pass my sad days in peace. I pretended to kill myself. By this feigned death I got rid of all my tyrants; for this is the name my relatives deserve. Thus I have avoided a dreadful marriage; rather than have consented, I would really have killed myself. This dress, and the report of my death, will keep the secret of my fate from all, and secure me against that unjust persecution which may even follow me hither. EL. My surprise might have betrayed you, if I had seen you in public; but go into this room and put an end to the sorrow of the Princess; her heart will be filled with joy when she shall behold you. You will find her there alone; she has taken care to see you by herself, and without any witnesses. SCENE V.--DON ALVAREZ, ELIZA. EL. Is this not Don Alvarez whom I see? ALV. The Prince sends me to entreat you to use your utmost influence in his favour. His life is despaired of, unless he obtains by your means, fair Eliza, one moment's conversation with Donna Elvira; he is beside himself ... but here he is. SCENE VI.--DON GARCIA, DON ALVAREZ, ELIZA. GARC. Alas. Eliza, feel for my great misfortune; take pity on a heart full of wretchedness, and given up to the bitterest sorrow. EL. I should look upon your torments, my Lord, with other eyes than the Princess does; Heaven or our mood is the reason why we judge differently about everything. But, as she blames you, and fancies your jealousy to be a frightful monster, if I were in your place I should obey her wishes, and endeavour to conceal from her eyes what offends them. A lover undoubtedly acts wisely when he tries to suit his temper to ours; a hundred acts of politeness have less influence than this unison, which makes two hearts appear as if stirred by the same feelings. This similarity firmly unites them; for we love nothing so much as what resembles ourselves.