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Enter Dorothea and Feliciana.
Fel.
Then Carlos is recover'd?
Dor.
Thanks to my Stars, I hear so.
Fel.
Well, I have sent to this Antonio to come to me to Night, I find
I am a Fool, and ask you pardon for all I have said of Silvio.
Dor.
I rejoyce in your Repentance.
Fel.
But what's become of Silvio?
Dor.
Why, he's safe, under the care of Signior Octavio, a neighbouring
Merchant, an Ancient Friend of his Fathers; But I have sent to him
concerning Carlos's recovery, and he will come to night; I have told
my Father he's the Brother of your Lover, and he approves of his
Amour.—but here he comes, Ill tell you more anon.
Enter Lopez.
Lop.
Well Children, have you heard any more concerning Carlos?
Dor.
Nothing but that he's forward on his Recovery,
Lop.
Well, and when did you see Antonio?
Fel.
Not since yesterday.
Lop.
I think I have provided well for you, you young Baggage;
You'll taste man earlier by three years then your Mother, take heed
you don't surfeit Filly.
Oh! Preach that to the Men, they are apt to be soonest cloyd.
Lop.
Well Dory, I have consider'd concerning this Silvio; If it be
prov'd Adtonio and he are Brothers, take thy choice, I'll not Interrupt
thee.
Dor.
I humbly thank you Sir, and hope he'll prove he merits me.
Enter Servant.
Serv.
Sir, Supper waits.
Lop.
Ads me, come Girls, come, my Appetite's provoking.
Fel.
Sister bear up.
Thou'lt have thy man near doubt, and so shall I,
'Twere hard for our first Longings we should dye.
[Exeunt.
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