_Fran_. And so, Mistress, come your ways to your Chamber.
_Jul_. And study how to prevent this cruel separation.
[_Aside, goes out with him and_ Jacinta.
_Cla_. Ah, _Antonio_, I find by that sad look of yours, you have over-heard our hasty Doom.
_Ant_. I have, and am a little surpriz"d at the suddenness of it; and I my self am the unlucky occasion of it,--to break it off, I told my Father how scurvily _Isabella_ treated me,--he thereupon sends for old _Francisco_, tells him of my complaint, and instead of disengaging my self, I find my self more undone.
_Cla_. What shall we do? I"m sure thou wilt not marry her, thou canst not do"t and hope to go to Heaven.
_Ant_. No, I have one prevention left, and if that fail, I"ll utterly refuse to marry her, a thing so vainly proud; no Laws of Nature or Religion, sure, can bind me to say yes; and for my Fortune, "tis my own, no Father can command it.
_Cla_. I know thou wilt be true, and I"ll not doubt it.
_Enter_ Jacinta.
_Jac_. Ah! Madam, the saddest news--
_Cla_. Hah! what?
_Jac_. Poor Gentleman, I pity you of all things in the World,--you must be forc"d--how can I utter it,--to the most lamentable torment that ever Lover endur"d--to remain all night in your Mistress"s Chamber.
_Ant_. Alas, how shall I endure so great an Affliction?
_Cla_. And I.
_Jac_. Ha, ha, ha, how I am griev"d to think on it; ha, ha, ha, that you shou"d both be so hardly put to it; ha, ha, ha, for the old Gentleman has lock"d all the doors, and took the keys to bed to him,--go, get you in,--ha, ha, ha.--
_Ant_. Oh, my dear _Clara_, this is a blessing I could not hope.
_Cla_. _So large a Freedom shall my Virtue prove, I"ll trust my Honour with_ Antonio"s _Love_.
[_They go in_.
[_Ex_. Jacinta _laughing_.
ACT III.
SCENE I. _Don_ Carlos" _house_.
_Enter Don_ Carlos _in his Night-gown_, Antonio, _and_ Guzman _with Clothes_.
_Car_. All night with _Clara_ say"st thou? that was lucky; But was she kind, my friend?
_Ant_. As I desir"d, or Honour wou"d permit her; Nor wou"d I press her farther.
_Car_. A very moderate Lover.
_Ant_. For some part of my Virtue, Sir, I owe to you; in midst of all my Love, even in the kindest moments of Delight, my Joys were broken by concern for you.--_Julia_ this day, or very suddenly, leaves _Cadiz_.
_Car_. By Heaven, and so will _Carlos_ then; for I"m so resolutely bent to possess that dear Creature, That I will do"t with hazard of my Life, Expence of Fortune, or what"s dear to me.
_Guz_. And how wou"d you reward that politick head, that shou"d contrive the means to bring this handsomly about; not for an a hour, or a night, but even as long as you please, with freedom; without the danger of venturing your honourable neck, in showing Feats of Activity three stories high, with a Dagger in one hand, and a Pistol in t"other, like a Ropedancer?
_Car_. But how? Thou talkest of Impossibilities.
_Ant_. Dost think she"ll e"er consent to quit her Husband?
_Guz_. No, Heaven forbid, I am too good a Christian to part Man and Wife; but being naturally inclined to works of Charity, I will with one project I have in this noddle of mine,--make old _Francisco_ a Cuckold, accommodate my Lord and _Julia_, serve you, Sir,--and give our selves a good Scene of Mirth.
_Car_. Thou amazest me.
_Guz_. If I do"t not, send me to the Galleys; nay, and so far cure the Jealousy of the old Fellow, that from a rigid suspicious troublesom Fool, he shall become so tame and gentle a Husband,--that he shall desire you to favour him so much as to lie with his dear Wife.
_Car_. By what strange Witchcraft shall this be brought to pa.s.s?
_Guz_. E"en honest Invention, Sir, good Faith, listen and believe:--When he goes, he certainly goes by Sea, to save the charges of Mules.
_Ant_. Right, I heard him say so; in the Galley that lies in the Port.
_Guz_. Good, there is a Galley also, in the Harbour, you lately took from the _Turks_; Habits too were taken in her enough to furnish out some forty or fifty as convenient _Turks_ as a man wou"d wish at the Devil.
_Car_. Ah, Rogue, I begin to apprehend already.
_Guz_. Our _Turkish_ Galley thus man"d, I"ll put to Sea, and about a League from Land, with a sham-fight set on that of Old _Francisco_, take it, make "em all Slaves, clap the Old Fellow under hatches, and then you may deal with the fair Slave his Wife, as _Adam_ did with _Eve_.
_Car_. I"m ravish"d with the thought.
_Ant_. But what will be the event of this?
_Car_. I will not look so far, but stop at the dear Joys, and fear no Fate beyond "em.
_Guz_. Nay, with a little cudgelling this dull Brain of mine I shall advance it farther for the Jest-sake;--as I take it, Signior Don _Antonio_, you have a fine Villa, within a Bow-shot of this City belonging to your self.
_Ant_. I have with pleasant Gardens, Grotto"s, Waterworks.--
_Car_. A most admirable Scene for Love and our Designs.
_Ant_. "Tis yours, Sir.
_Guz_. Then, Sir, when we have taken this old Fool, on whom the grossest cheat wou"d pa.s.s, much more this, which shall carry so seeming a Truth in"t, he being clapt under hatches in the Dark, we"ll wind round a League or two at Sea, turn in, and land at this Garden, Sir, of yours, which we"ll pretend to be a _Seraglio_, belonging to the _Grand Seignior_; whither, in this hot part o"th" year, he goes to regale himself with his She-Slaves.
_Car_. But the distance of Place and Time allow not such a Fallacy.