Alon. By this Light I’ll lose thy Sister first; Why, who can indure the grave approaches to the Matter? ’Dslife, I would have it as I would my Fate, sudden and unexpected. 264 Car. Pray, how long have you been landed? Alon. So, now shall I be plagu’d with nothing but wise Questions, to which I am able to make no Answer. [Aside.] Sir, it is your Daughter that I desire to see impatiently. Car. Have you no Letters from my very good Friend your Father? Alon. What if I have not? cannot I be admitted to your Daughter without a Pass? Car. O lack, Sir— Alon. But to let you see I come with full Power (tho I am old enough to recommend my self) here is my Commission for what I do. [Gives him Letters. Car. I remember amongst his other Faults, my Son writ me word he had Courage: If so, I shall consider what to do. [Reads.] Sir, I find by these your Father’s Letters, you are not yet arriv’d. Alon. I know that, Sir, but I was told I should express my Love in my haste; therefore outsailing the Pacquet, I was the welcome Messenger my self; and since I am so forward, I beseech you, Sir— [_Carlo_ coming to imbrace him. Now dare not I proceed, he has so credulous a consenting Face. [Aside. Car. Spare your Words, I understand their meaning; a prudent Man speaks least, as the _Spaniard_ has it: and since you are so forward, as you were saying, I shall not be backward; but as your Father adviseth here, hasten the uniting of our Families, with all celerity; for delay in these Affairs is but to prolong time, as the wise Man says. Alon. You are much in the right, Sir. But my Wife, I desire to be better acquainted with her. Car. She shall be forth-coming, Sir. Had you a good Passage? for the Seas and Winds regard no Man’s necessity. Alon. No, no, a very ill one; your Daughter, Sir. Car. Pray, how long were you at Sea? Alon. _Euphemia_, Sir, _Euphemia_, your Daughter. This Don’s fuller of Questions than of Proverbs, and that’s a Wonder. [Aside. 265 Car. They say _Flanders_ is a very fine Country, I never saw it; but— Alon. Nor ’tis no matter, Sir, if you never do, so I saw your Daughter. He’ll catechize me home to my _Dutch_ Parents by and by, of which I can give him no more account than— [Aside. Car. Are they as dissatisfied with their new Governour, as they were with Don _John?_ for they love change. Alon. A Pox of their Government, I tell you I love your Daughter. Car. I fear ’tis so, he’s valiant; and what a dangerous Quality is that in _Spain!_ ’tis well he’s rich. [Aside. Lov. Pray, Sir, keep him not long in Discourse, the Sea has made him unfit for— Alon. Any thing but seeing my Mistress. Lov. I’ll have mercy upon thee, and fetch her to thee. [Ex. _Lovis_. Car. Sir, you must know, that we suffer not our Women in Spain to converse so frequently with your Sex, and that thro a cautious—well consider’d prudent—Consideration.