I'll not deny I
value Belvile: when I was expos'd to such Dangers as the licens'd Lust
of common Soldiers threatned, when Rage and Conquest flew thro the
City- then Belvile, this Criminal for my sake, threw himself into all
Dangers to save my Honour, and will you not allow him my Esteem?
Pedro. Yes, pay him what you will in Honour- but you must consider Don
Vincentio's Fortune, and the Jointure he'll make you. Flor. Let him
consider my Youth, Beauty and Fortune; which ought not to be thrown
away on his Age and Jointure. Pedro. 'Tis true, he's not so young and
fine a Gentleman as that Belvile- but what jewels will that Cavalier
present you with? those of his Eyes and Heart? Hell. And are not those
better than any Don Vincentio has brought from the Indies? Pedro. Why
how now! Has your Nunnery-breeding taught you to understand the Value
of Hearts and Eyes? Hell. Better than to believe Vincentio deserves
Value from any woman- He may perhaps encrease her Bags, but not her
Family. Pedro. This is fine- Go up to your Devotion, you are not
design'd for the Conversation of Lovers. Hell. Nor Saints yet a while
I hope. [Aside. Is't not enough you make a Nun of me, but you must
cast my Sister away too, exposing her to a worse confinement than a
religious Life? Pedro. The Girl's mad- Is it a Confinement to be
carry'd into the Country, to an ancient Villa belonging to the Family
of the Vincentio's these five hundred Years, and have no other
Prospect than that pleasing one of seeing all her own that meets her
Eyes- a fine Air, large Fields and Gardens, where she may walk and
gather Flowers? Hell.
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