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Nay, good sir--[_Runs off, and Exit_. _2 Serv_. Peace, they are here. [_Enter_ Don RODORICK, _Don_ MANUEL, JULIA, _and Company_. _1 Serv_. My lord looks sullenly, and fain would hide it. _2 Serv_. Howe'er he weds Don Manuel's sister, yet I fear he's hardly reconciled to him. _Jul_. I tremble at it still. _Rod_. I must confess Your danger great; but, madam, since 'tis past, To speak of it were to renew your fears. My noble brother, welcome to my breast. Some, call my sister; say, Don Manuel, Her bridegroom, waits. _Man_. Tell her, in both the houses There now remains no enemy but she. _Rod_. In the mean time let's dance; madam, I hope You'll grace me with your hand.-- [_Enter_ LEONORA, _woman to_ ANGELINA; _takes the two men aside_. _Leon_. O sir, my lady Angelina-- _Rod_. Why comes she not? _Leon_. Is fallen extremely sick. _Both_. How? _Leon_. Nay, trouble not yourselves too much; These fits are usual with her, and not dangerous. _Rod_. O rarely counterfeited. [_Aside_. _Man_. May not I see her? _Leon_. She does, by me, deny herself that honour. [_As she speaks, steals a note into his hand_. I shall return, I hope, with better news; In the mean time she prays, you'll not disturb The company. [_Exit _LEONORA. _Rod_. This troubles me exceedingly. _Man_. A note put privately into my hand By Angelina's woman? She's my creature: There's something in't; I'll read it to myself.-- [_Aside_. _Rod_. Brother, what paper's that? _Man_. Some begging verses, Delivered me this morning on my wedding. _Rod_. Pray, let me see them. _Man_. I have many copies, Please you to entertain yourself with these. [_Gives him another paper_. MANUEL _reads_. SIR, _My lady feigns this sickness to delude you: Her brother hates you still; and the plot is, That he shall marry first your sister, And then deny you his_.-- _Yours_, LEONORA. POSTSCRIPT. _Since I writ this, I have so wrought upon her, (Who, of herself, is timorous enough) That she believes her brother will betray her, Or else be forced to give her up to you; Therefore, unknown to him, she means to fly: Come to the garden door at seven this evening, And there you may surprise her; mean time, I Will keep her ignorant of all things, that Her fear may still increase_. _Enter_ LEONORA _again_. _Rod_. How now? How does your lady? _Leon_. So ill, she cannot possibly wait on you. _Man_. Kind heaven, give me
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