_Jacin._ I tell you there's a Wall parts their two Houses, and in that Wall there's a Hole. How the Wall came by the Hole, I can't tell; mayhap by chance, mayhap by no chance; but there 'tis, and there they use to prattle. Don _Ped._ And this is Truth? _Jacin._ I can't bate you a Word on't, Sir. Don _Ped._ When did they meet there last? _Jacin._ Yesterday; I suppose 'twas only to bid one another adieu. Don _Ped._ Ah, _Jacinta_, thou hast pierced my Soul! _Jacin._ [_Aside._] And yet I han't told you half I cou'd tell you, my Don. Don _Ped._ Where is this Place you speak of? _Jacin._ There 'tis, if you are curious. Don _Ped._ When they wou'd speak with one another; what's the Call? _Jacin._ Tinkle, Tinkle. Don _Ped._ A Bell? _Jacin._ It is. Don _Ped._ Ring. _Jacin._ What do you mean, Sir? Don _Ped._ [_Hastily._] Ring. _Jacin._ 'Tis done. Don _Ped._ [_Aside._] I'll make use of her to examine him. Does he come? _Jacin._ Not yet. Don _Ped._ Pull again. _Jacin._ You must give him Time, Sir: My Lady always does so. Don _Ped._ I hear something. _Jacin._ 'Tis he. Don _Guz._ [_Within._] Who's there? Don _Ped._.. [_Softly._] Say you are _Leonora_. [_Dumb Shew of her Unwillingness and his Threatning._ _Jacin._ [_Softly._] 'Tis _Leonora_. Don _Guz._ What are your Commands, Madam? Is it possible so unfortunate a Wretch as I can be capable of serving you? [_~Don~ Ped. whispers ~Jacinta~, who seems backwards to speak._ _Jacin._ I come to ask you, how cou'd you so far forget that infinite Regard you have professed, as to make an Attempt so dangerous both to yourself and me; and which, with all the Esteem and Love I have ever borne you, you scarce cou'd hope I ever shou'd forgive you. Don _Guz._ Alas! my Hopes and Fears were vanish'd too. My Counsel was my Love and my Despair. If they advis'd me wrong, of them complain, for it was you who made 'em my Directors. Don _Ped._ [_Aside._] The Villain owns the Fact. It seems he thinks he has not so much to fear from her Resentment.----O Torture! _Enter ~Leonora~._ _Jacin._ [_Aside._] So, she's here; that's as I expected: now we are blown up. _Leo._ [_Aside, not seeing them._] If I don't mistake, I heard Don _Guzman_'s Call. I can't refuse to answer it. Forgive me, Gods, and let my Woman's Weakness plead my Cause.--How! my Husband here! Nay then---- Don _Ped._ You seem disorder'd, Madam; pray, what may be the Cause? _Leo._ [_Confus'd._] I don't know, really; I'm not----I don't know that---- Don _Ped._ You did not know that I was here, I guess? _Leo._ Yes, I did, and----came to speak with you. Don _Ped._ I'm not at present in a talking Humour, but if your Tongue is set to Conversation, there's one behind the Wall will entertain you. Don _Guz._ But is it possible, fair _Leonora_, that you can pardon my Attempt?