Enter _Antonio_ in haste with _Hippolyta_; weeping as pa.s.sing over the Stage.
_Ant._ Come, let us haste, I fear we are pursu"d.
_Hip._ Ah, whither shall we fly?
_Ant._ We are near the Gate, and must secure our selves with the Darkness of the Night in _St. Peter"s_ Grove, we dare not venture into any House.
[Exeunt.
Enter _Clarinda_ and _Dormida_ above in the Balcony.
_Clar._ Can"st thou not see him yet?
_Dorm._ Good lack a-day, what an impatient thing is a young Girl in love!
_Clar._ Nay, good _Dormida_, let not want of Sleep make thee testy.
_Dorm._ In good time-- are you my Governess, or I yours, that you are giving me Instructions? Go get you in, or I shall lay down my Office.
_Clar._ Nay, wait a little longer, I"m sure he will come.
_Dorm._ You sure! you have wondrous Skill indeed in the Humours of Men: how came you to be so well acquainted with them? you scarce ever saw any but Don _Marcel_, and him too but thro a Grate or Window, or at Church; and yet you are sure. I am a little the elder of the two, and have manag"d as many Intrigues of this kind as any Woman, and never found a constant just Man, as they say, of a thousand; and yet you are sure.
_Clar._ Why, is it possible _Marcel_ should be false?
_Dorm._ _Marcel!_ No, no, Sweet-heart, he is that Man of a thousand.
_Clar._ But if he should, you have undone me, by telling me so many pretty things of him.
_Dorm._ Still you question my Ability, which by no means I can indure; get you in I say.
_Clar._ Do not speak so loud, you will wake my Mother.
_Dorm._ At your Instructions again; do you question my Conduct and Management of this Affair? Go watch for him your self: I"ll have no more to do with you back nor edge.
[Offers to go.
_Clar._ Will you be so barbarous to leave me to my self, after having made it your Business this three Months to sollicit a Heart which was but too ready to yield before; after having sworn to me how honourable all his Intents were; nay, made me write to him to come to night? And now when I have done this, and am all trembling with fear and shame (and yet an infinite Desire to see him too) [Sighs] thou wilt abandon me: go, when such as you oblige, "tis but to be insolent with the more freedom.
_Dorm._ What, you are angry I"ll warrant. [Smiles.
_Clar._ I will punish my self to pay thee back, and will not see _Marcel_.
_Dorm._ What a pettish Fool is a Maid in love at fifteen! how unmanageable! But I"ll forgive all-- go get you in, I"ll watch for your Lover; I would not have you disoblige a Man of his Pretensions and Quality for all the World.
[_Clarinda_ goes in.
Enter _Alonzo_ below.
_Alon._ Now do I want _Lovis_ extremely, to consult with him about this Business: For I am afraid the Devil, or Love, or both are so great with me, that I must marry this fair Inchantress, which is very unlucky; but, since _Ambrosio_ and _Marcel_ refuse to see me, I hold my self no longer ingag"d in Honour to _Hippolyta_.
_Dorm._ [above.] Whist, whist, Sir, Sir.
_Alon._ Who"s there?
_Dorm._ "Tis I, your Servant, Sir; oh you are a fine Spark, are you not, to make so fair a Creature wait so long for you? there, there"s the Key, open the Door softly and come in.
[Throws him down a Key in a Handkerchief.
_Alon._ What"s this? But I"ll ask no Questions, so fair a Creature, said she? Now if "twere to save my Life cannot I forbear, I must go in: Shou"d _Euphemia_ know this, she would call it Levity and Inconstancy; but I plead Necessity, and will be judg"d by the amorous Men, and not the jealous Women: For certain this Lady, whoe"er she be, designs me a more speedy Favour than I can hope from _Euphemia_, and on easier Terms too. This is the Door that must conduct to the languishing _Venus_.
[Opens the Door and goes in, leaving it unshut.
Enter _Marcel_ with his Sword drawn.
_Mar._ Thus far I have pursu"d the Fugitives, Who by the help of hasty Fear and Night, Are got beyond my Power; unlucky Accident!
Had I but kill"d _Antonio_, or _Hippolyta_, Either had made my Shame supportable.
But tho I have mist the Pleasure of Revenge, I will not that of Love.
One Look from fair _Clarinda_ will appease The Madness which this Disappointment rais"d.
[Walks looking towards the Window.
None appears yet: _Dormida_ was to throw me down the Key. The Door is open, left so to give me entrance.
[Goes to the Door.
SCENE IV. _Changes to a dark Hall._
Discovers _Alonzo_ groping about in the Hall.
_Alon._ Now am I in a worse Condition than before, can neither advance nor retreat: I do not like this groping alone in the Dark thus.
Whereabouts am I? I dare not call: were this fair thing she spoke of but now half so impatient as I, she would bring a Light, and conduct me.
Enter _Marcel_.
_Mar._ "Tis wondrous dark.
_Alon._ Hah, a Man"s Voice that way; that"s not so well: it may be some Lover, Husband, or Brother; none of which are to be trusted in this Case, therefore I"ll stand upon my Guard.
[Draws: _Marcel_ coming towards him jostles him.
_Mar._ Who"s there?
_Alon._ A Man.
_Mar._ A Man! none such inhabit here. [Draws.
Thy Business?
_Alon._ This shall answer you, since there"s no other way.
[They fight, _Alonzo_ wounds _Marcel_, who fights him to the Door; _Alonzo_ goes out, _Marcel_ gropes to follow.
_Mar._ This is not just, ye G.o.ds, to punish me, and let the Traytor "scape unknown too: Methought "twas _Silvio"s_ Voice, or else a sudden thought of Jealousy come into my Head would make me think so.
Enter _Clarinda_ and _Dormida_ with Light.