_Aur._ My uncle told me he left you here: And, indeed, I came hither to complain of you. For you have treated me so inhumanly, that I have some reason to resent it. _Bel._ What occasion can I have given you for a complaint? _Aur._ Don Melchor, as I am informed by my uncle, is effectively at Madrid: So that it was not his idea, but himself in person, whom I saw. And since you knew this, why did you conceal it from me? _Bel._ When I spoke with you, I knew it not: But I discovered it in the erecting of my figure. Yet if, instead of his idea, I constrained himself to come, in spite of his resolution to remain concealed, I think I have shown a greater effect of my art than what I promised. _Aur._ I render myself to so convincing an argument: But by over-hearing a discourse just now betwixt my cousin Theodosia and her maid, I find that he has concealed himself upon her account, which has given me jealousy to the last point; for, to avow an incontestible truth, my cousin is furiously handsome. _Bel._ Madam, madam, trust not your ears too far; she talked on purpose, that you might hear her. But, I assure you, the true cause of Don Melchor's concealment was not love of her, but jealousy of you. He staid in private to observe your actions: Build upon't, madam, he is inviolably yours. _Aur._ Then will he sacrifice my cousin to me? _Bel._ 'Tis furiously true, madam. _Aur._ O most agreeable assurance! _Cam._ Albricias, madam, for my good news! Don Melchor is coming this way; I know him by his voice: but he is in company with another person. _Aur._ It will not be convenient to give him any umbrage, by seeing me with another person; therefore, I will go before; do you stay here, and conduct him to my apartment. Good-night, sir. [_Exit._ _Bel._ I have promised Don Lopez, he shall possess her; and I have promised her, she shall possess Don Melchor: 'Tis a little difficult, I confess, as to the matrimonial part of it: But, if Don Melchor will be civil to her, and she be civil to Don Lopez, my credit is safe without the benefit of my clergy. But all this is nothing to Theodosia. [_Exit_ BEL. _Enter Don_ ALONZO _and Don_ MELCHOR. _Cam._ Don Melchor, a word in private. _Mel._ Your pleasure, lady.--Sir, I will wait on you immediately. _Cam._ I am sent to you from a fair lady, who bears you no ill will. You may guess whom I mean. _Mel._ Not by my own merits, but by knowing whom you serve. But, I confess, I wonder at her late strange usage, when she fled from me. _Cam._ That was only a mistake; but I have now, by her command, been in a thousand places in quest of you. _Mel._ You overjoy me. _Cam._ And where, amongst the rest, do you think I have been looking you? _Mel._ Pray refresh my memory. _Cam._ In that same street, by the same shop--you know where, by a good token. _Mel._ By what token?