_Car._ What's that you murmur? _Lop._ Nothing but a short prayer. _Car._ I am distracted, and fright the wretch from telling me what I am upon the rack to know. [_Aside._] Forgive me, _Lopez_, I am to blame to speak thus harshly to thee: let this obtain thy pardon. [_Gives him money._] Thou see'st I am disturb'd. _Lop._ Yes, Sir, I see I have been led into a snare; I have said too much. _Car._ And yet you must say more; nothing can lessen my torment, but a farther knowledge of what causes my misery. Speak then! Have I any thing to hope? _Lop._ Nothing; but that you may be a happier bachelor, than my master may probably be a married man. _Car._ Married, say'st thou? _Lop._ I did, Sir, and believe he'll say so too in a twelvemonth. _Car._ O torment!----But give me more on't: When, how, to whom, where? _Lop._ Yesterday, to _Leonora_, by the parson, in the pantry. _Car._ Look to't, if this be false, thy life shall pay the torment thou hast given me: be gone. _Lop._ With the body and the soul o'me. [_Ex. ~Lopez~._ _San._ Base news, Master. _Car._ Now my insulting rival's smile speaks out: O cursed, cursed woman! _Enter ~Jacinta~._ _Jacin._ I'm come in haste to tell you, Sir, that as soon as the moon's up, my lady will give you a meeting in the close-walk by the back-door of the garden; she thinks she has something to propose to you will certainly get her father's consent to marry you. _Car._ Past sufferance! this aggravation is not to be borne: go, thank her--with my curses: fly----and let them blast her, while their venom is strong. [_Exit ~Car~._ _Jacin._----Won't thou explain? What's this storm for? _San._ And dar'st thou ask me questions, smooth-faced iniquity, crocodile of _Nile_, syren of the rocks? Go carry back the too gentle answer thou hast received: only let me add with the poet: _We are no fools, trollop, my Master nor me; And thy Mistress may go----to the Devil with thee._ [_Exit ~Sancho~._ _~Jacinta~ sola._ Am I awake!----I fancy not; a very idle dream this. Well: I'll go talk in my sleep to my lady about it; and when I awake, we'll try what interpretation we can make on't. [_Exit._ +ACT+ II. +SCENE+ I. _Enter ~Camillo~ and ~Isabella~._ =Isabella.= How can you doubt my secrecy? Have you not proofs of it? _Cam._ Nay I am determin'd to trust you; but are we safe here? can no body over-hear us? _Isab._ Much safer than in a room. No body can come within hearing, before we see them. _Cam._ And yet how hard 'tis for me to break silence! _Isab._ Your secret sure must be of great importance.