'Tis well you resolve to follow my Fortunes, for thou darest
never appear at home again after such an Action. Val. That's according
as the young Stranger and I shall agree- But to our business- I
deliver'd your Letter, your Note to Belvile, when I got out under
pretence of going to Mass, I found him at his Lodging, and believe me
it came seasonably; for never was Man in so desperate a Condition. I
told him of your Resolution of making your escape to day, if your
Brother would be absent long enough to permit you; if not, die rather
than be Antonio's. Flor. Thou shou'dst have told him I was confin'd to
my Chamber upon my Brother's suspicion, that the Business on the Molo
was a Plot laid between him and I. Val. I said all this, and told him
your Brother was now gone to his Devotion and he resolves to visit
every Church till he find him; and not only undeceive him in that, but
caress him so as shall delay his return home. Flor. Oh Heavens! he's
here, and Belvile with him too. [They put on their Vizards. Enter Don
Pedro, Belvile, Willmore; Belvile and Don Pedro seeming in serious
Discourse. Val. Walk boldly by them, I'll come at a distance, lest he
suspect us. [She walks by them, and looks back on them. Will. Ha! A
Woman! and of an excellent Mien! Ped. She throws a kind look back on
you.
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