_Cam._ How miserable a perplexity have I brought myself into! Yet why do I complain? since with all the dreadful torture I endure, I can't repent of one wild step I've made. O Love! what tempests canst thou raise, what storms canst thou assuage! To all thy cruelties I am resign'd: Long years thro' seas of torment I'm content to roll, so thou wilt guide me to the happy port of my _Lorenzo_'s arms, and bless me there with one calm day at last. _Enter ~Isabella~._ _Cam._ What news, dear _Isabella_? methinks there's something chearful in your looks may give a trembling lover hopes. If you have comfort for me, speak, for I indeed have need of it. _Isab._ Were your wants yet still greater than they are, I bring a plentiful supply. _Cam._ O Heav'ns! is it possible? _Isab._ New mysteries are out, and if you can find charms to wean _Lorenzo_ from your sister, no other obstacle is in the way to all your wish. _Cam._ Kind messenger from Heaven, speak on. _Isab._ Know then, that you are daughter to _Alvarez_. _Cam._ How! daughter to _Alvarez_? _Isab._ You are: The truth this moment's come to light; and till this moment he, altho' your father, was a stranger to it; nay, did not even know you were a woman. In short, the great estate, which has occasion'd these uncommon accidents, was left but on condition of a son; great hopes of one there was, when you destroy'd 'em, and to your parents came a most unwelcome guest: To repair the disappointment, you were exchang'd for that young _Camillo_, who few months after dy'd. Your father then was absent, but your mother quick in contrivance, bold in execution, during that infant's sickness, had resolv'd his death shou'd not deprive her family of those advantages his life had given it; so order'd things with such dexterity, that once again there past a change between you: of this (for reasons yet unknown to me) she made a secret to her husband, and took such wise precautions, that 'till this hour 'twas so to all the world, except the person from whom I now have heard it. _Cam._ This news indeed affords a view of no unhappy termination; yet there are difficulties still may be of fatal hindrance. _Isab._ None, except that one I just now nam'd to you; for to remove the last, know I have already unfolded all, both to Alvarez and Don Felix. _Cam._ And how have they receiv'd it? _Isab._ To your wishes both. As for _Lorenzo_, he is yet a stranger to all has past, and the two old fathers desire he may some moments longer continue so. They have agreed to be a little merry with the heat he is in, and engage you in a family-quarrel with him. _Cam._ I doubt, _Isabella_, I shall act that part but faintly. _Isab._ No matter, you'll make amends for it in the scene of reconciliation. _Cam._ Pray heaven it be my lot to act it with him. _Isab._ Here comes Don _Felix_ to wish you joy. _Enter Don ~Felix~._