+Por.+ There's too much ground for what you fear, Camilla; But if I could secure myself this night, 'Tis very possible that to-morrow We might engage Antonio and your brother To find out some expedient to relieve me.
+Cam.+ Were you only in pain for your security This night, I know an easy remedy For that.
+Cam.+ Why, what does hinder us from making use On this occasion of the secret door, By which, you know, you have so often pass'd Into your house upon more pleasing errands? By this we shall obtain these benefits-- [A] safety from your brother's present fury, And time to try if Carlos and Antonio May be engag'd to mediate in this business; And I have cause to think you will not find Antonio so implacable as you Imagine.
+Por.+ I conceive you, cousin. Fool that I was, To think a heart once conquer'd by your eyes Should e'er become another virgin's prize!
+Don A.+ So late! a guest in's house, that's come so far On such a business, and not yet come home! There's something in't I cannot comprehend. [_Aside._ Madam, I han't as yet found out your brother, But (sure) 'twill not be long ere he return; Then I'll acquaint him with the accident Has made his house this lady's sanctuary.
+Por.+ Here is a glimpse of comfort, for I see He takes my cousin for Don Henrique's sister. [_Aside._ O bless'd mistake, so luckily continu'd!
+Cam.+ I am by his permission mistress here; And since that I am pleas'd, sir, 'tis enough, Without our troubling him with the account Of her sad story.
+Don A.+ True, madam, as to her reception here; But yet 'twere very fit he knew it too, That we might serve ourselves of his advice And credit for this lady's service.
+Don H.+ Though I did promise the corregidor Not to stir from his house till his return, Yet I could not obtain it of myself; [_Aside._ I'm so impatient to unfold the riddle Of Don Antonio's seeing of my sister, And entertaining her in her own lodgings. I shall not now be long i' th' dark. O heavens! [_He sees her._ 'Tis she herself, and Camilla with her. Were all my servants mad, or all agreed T' abuse me in affirming she was fled? But Don Carlos, was he mad too to swear That he had trac'd her to another house? Certainly I or they must be possess'd, Or some enchantment reigns within these walls.