;
Besides, I blush to think what strange opinion
He'll entertain of me the while.
_Ism._ Do not let that afflict you.
Fetch my Veil, and if _Antonio_ chance to ask for me,
Tell him I'm gone to _Laura_. [Ex. _Isab._
Believe me, I will set all strait again.
Enter _Isabella_ with the Veil.
_Clar._ Thou hast more Courage, Girl, than I.
_Ism._ What need is there of much of that,
To encounter a gay young Lover,
Where I am sure there cannot be much danger?
_Clar._ Well, take your chance, I wish you luck, Sir,
For I am e'en as much bent upon Revenge,
As thou art upon Marriage.
_Ism._ Come, my Veil, this and the Night
Will enough secure me. [Puts on the Veil and goes out.
[Ex. _Clar._ and _Isab._
SCENE V. A Chamber in _Alberto's_ House.
Discovers _Alberto_ and _Antonio_.
_Alb._ Nay, thou shalt see't before thou dost revenge it;
In such a case, thy self should be the Witness,
She knows not what has past to night between us,
Nor should she, if thou couldst contain thy Rage;
And that, _Antonio_, you shall promise me:
To morrow place thy self behind the Arras,
And from thy Eyes thy own Misfortunes know.
--What will not disobliged Passion do? [Aside.
_Ant._ I'll hide my Anger in a seeming calm,
And what I have to do consult the while,
And mask my Vengeance underneath a Smile. [Ex. _Ant._
Enter _Page_.
_Pag._ My Lord, there is without a Lady
Desires to speak with you.
_Alb._ Who is't?
_Pag._ I know not, Sir, she's veiled. [Exit _Page_.
Enter _Ismena_ weeping.
_Alb._ Conduct her in.
_Ism._ Oh _Alberto_, _Isabella_ has undone us all!
_Alb._ She weeps, and looks as innocent!
--What mean you, false dissembling _Clarina_?
What, have you borrow'd from Deceit new Charms,
And think'st to fool me to a new belief?
_Ism._ How, Sir, can you too be unkind?
Nay then 'tis time to die; alas, there wanted but your credit
To this mistake, to make me truly miserable.
_Alb._ What Credit? What Mistake? oh, undeceive me,
For I have done thee Injuries past Forgiveness,
If thou be'st truly innocent.
_Ism._ If _Isabella_, under pretence of courting me
For _Lorenzo_, whom she designs to
Make a Husband,
Has given him freedoms will undo my Honour,
If not prevented soon.
_Alb._ May I credit this, and that it was not by thy
Command she did it?
_Ism._ Be witness, H
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