_Isaac_.
Never may he happy be,
If in aught he's false to thee.
_Don Car_.
Never may I happy be,
If in aught I'm false to thee.
_Don. Louisa_.
Never mayst thou, &c.
_Isaac_.
Never may he, &c.
_Don Car_.
Never may I, &c. [_Exeunt_.]
ACT II.
SCENE I.--_A Library in_ DON JEROME'S _House_.
_Enter_ DON JEROME _and_ ISAAC.
_Don Jer_. Ha! ha! ha! run away from her father! has she given him the
slip? Ha! ha! ha! poor Don Guzman!
_Isaac_. Ay; and I am to conduct her to Antonio; by which means you
see I shall hamper him so that he can give me no disturbance with your
daughter--this is a trap, isn't it? a nice stroke of cunning, hey?
_Don Jer_. Excellent! excellent I yes, yes, carry her to him, hamper
him by all means, ha! ha! ha! Poor Don Guzman! an old fool! imposed on
by a girl!
_Isaac_. Nay, they have the cunning of serpents, that's the truth
on't.
_Don Jer_. Psha! they are cunning only when they have fools to deal
with. Why don't my girl play me such a trick? Let her cunning over-
reach my caution, I say--hey, little Isaac!
_Isaac_. True, true; or let me see any of the sex make a fool of me!--
No, no, egad! little Solomon (as my aunt used to call me) understands
tricking a little too well.
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