_Alv._ Is it then possible we are friends? Don _Fel._ Embrace me to confirm it. [_They embrace._ _Alv._ Thou best of men! Don _Fel._ Unlook'd-for bounty! _Alv._ Did you know the torment [_Rising._] this unhappy action has given me---- Don. _Fel._ 'Tis impossible it could do otherwise; nor has my trouble been less. _Alv._ But let my misfortune be kept secret. Don _Fel._ Most willingly; my advantage is sufficient by it, without the vanity of making it publick to the world. _Alv._ Incomparable goodness! That I should thus have wronged a man so worthy! [_Aside._] My honour then, is safe? Don _Fel._ For ever, even for ever let it be a secret, I am content. _Alv._ Noble gentleman! [_Aside._] As to what advantages ought to accrue to you by it, it shall be all to your entire satisfaction. Don _Fel._ Wonderful bounty! [_Aside._] As to that, Don _Alvarez_, I leave it entirely to you, and shall be content with whatever you think reasonable. _Alv._ I thank you, from my soul I must, you know I must.----This must be an angel, not a man. [_Aside._ Don _Fel._ The thanks lie on my side, _Alvarez_, for this unexpected generosity, but may all faults be forgot, and heav'n ever prosper you. _Alv._ The same prayer I, with a double fervour, offer up for you. Don _Fel._ Let us then once more embrace, and be forgiveness seal'd for ever. _Alv._ Agreed; thou best of men, agreed. [_They embrace._ Don _Fel._ This thing then being thus happily terminated, let me own to you, Don _Alvarez_, I was in extreme apprehensions of your utmost resentment on this occasion; for I could not doubt but you had form'd more happy views in the disposal of so fair a daughter as _Leonora_, than my poor son's inferior fortune e'er can answer; but since they are join'd, and that---- _Alv._ Ha! Don _Fel._ Nay, 'tis very likely to discourse of it may not be very pleasing to you, tho' your christianity and natural goodness have prevail'd on you so generously to forgive it. But to do justice to _Leonora_, and skreen her from your too harsh opinion in this unlucky action, 'twas that cunning wicked creature that attends her, who by unusual arts wrought her to this breach of duty, for her own inclinations were dispos'd to all the modesty and resignation a father could ask from a daughter; my son I can't excuse, but since your bounty does so, I hope you'll quite forget the fault of the less guilty _Leonora_. _Alv._ What a mistake have I lain under here! And from a groundless apprehension of one misfortune, find myself in the certainty of another. [_Aside._ Don _Fel._ He looks disturb'd; what can this mean? [_Aside._