And where do you hope to find protection?
_Don. Clara_. The Lady Abbess of the convent of St. Catherine is a
relation and kind friend of mine--I shall be secure with her, and you
had best go thither with me.
_Don. Louisa_. No; I am determined to find Antonio first; and, as I
live, here comes the very man I will employ to seek him for me.
_Don. Clara_. Who is he? he's a strange figure.
_Don. Louisa_. Yes; that sweet creature is the man whom my father has
fixed on for my husband.
_Don. Clara_. And will you speak to him? are you mad?
_Don. Louisa_. He is the fittest man in the world for my purpose; for,
though I was to have married him to-morrow, he is the only man in
Seville who, I am sure, never saw me in his life.
_Don. Clara_. And how do you know him?
_Don. Louisa_. He arrived but yesterday, and he was shown to me from
the window, as he visited my father.
_Don. Clara_. Well, I'll begone.
_Don. Louisa_. Hold, my dear Clara--a thought has struck me: will you
give me leave to borrow your name, as I see occasion?
_Don. Clara_. It will but disgrace you; but use it as you please: I
dare not stay.--[_Going_.]--But, Louisa, if you should see your
brother, be sure you don't inform him that I have taken refuge with
the Dame Prior of the convent of St.
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