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Show him. 142 The FALSE FRIEND. Lop. I'm going, Sir, H ^ going . tf vou pleafe I'm going about m y Bufinefs. * D o n Ped. From whence do you come f. L#. Only, only Sir, from taking the Air a little, I'm mightily muddled with a W h u r round about in my Held for this day or two, I'm going home to be let Blood, as fait as I can, Sir D o n Ped. Hold, Sir, I'll let you blood here. This Rafcal may have borne fome part in this late Ad-venture: He's a Coward, I'll try to frighten it out of Tseizing him by the Collar, and drawing his Poi^ nard.] You Tray tor you, y'are dead. Lop. Mercy, Don' Pedro. D o n Ped. Are you not a Villain? (Lo. Kneeling Lop. Yes if you pleafe. D o n Ped. Is there fo great a one upon Earth ? Lop. With refped to m y Mafter; N o . D o n Ped. Prepare then to die. Lop. Give m e but time, and I will But noble Don Pedro, juft D o n Pedro, generous D o n Pedro, what is it I have done? ,. D o n />«*. What if thou dar'ft deny, I'll plungethii D a - e r deep into thy Throat, and drive the falfhood to thy Heart again. Therefore take heed, and on thy Life declare ; did'ft thou not this laft Night open m y doors to let D o n Guzman in ? Lop. Don Guzman ! D o n Ped. D o n Guzman ? Yes, D o n Guzman, Tray tOTLop! Now may the Sky crufh me, if I let in Don GToT?ed. Who did you letin then? It wan't: your Mafter fure! if it was him, you did your Duty, I have no more to fay. ir ,, , cna Uf. W h y then if I let in any body elfe, ImaSoa °^TpTl)id he order you before-hand, ordidyoa do't upon his knocking ? ^, The FALSE.FRIEND. H? Lop. W h y he ; I'll tell vou Sir he Up ft Brilliant ;'it fparkle! <o t ^ l S Why, Sir, 11 tell you ,uft how the matte/was, b« I hope you w o n t confiaer m e as a Party. Don / W . G o on, thou art fafe. Lop. W h y then, Sir, when (for our Sins) you bad left us, fays m y MaOer to me, Lopez, fays he, eo and ftay at old D o n Felix's Houfe, till D o n J>^?eturns, they 11 pafs thee for his Servant, and think he has or-der'd thee to ftay there. And then, fa}s he, cLft hear open me the Door by Leonora's Apanment to-niaht, for I have a little bufinefs, fays he, to do there. D o n i W . afide.) Perfidious Wretch ! Lop. Indeed, I was at firft, a little wrefty. and ftood off; being fufpicious (for 1 knew the Man; that there might be fome ill Intentions. But he knew me too, takes m e upon the weak fide, whips out a long Sword, and by the fame Means makes m e do the thing, as you have made m e difcover it. (Afide.) There's neither Liberty nor Property in this Land, fince the Blood of the Bourbon's came amon«ft us. Don Ped. Then you let him in, as he bid you ? Lop, I did: If I had not, I had never liy'd to tell you the Story. Yes, I let him in. Don Ped. And what followed ? Lop. W h y he follow'd. Don Ped. What? Lop. His Inclinations. Don Ped. Which way ? Lop, The old W a y ; T o a W o m a n. Don Ped. Confound him ! Lop. In fhort, he got to Madam's Chamber, and before he had been there long, (tho you know, Sir, a little time goes a great way in fome matters) I heard fuch a clutter of fmall Shot, Murder, Murder, Murder, Rape, Fire, Help, and fo forth. But hold, here becomes himfelf, and can give you a more rircumftan- *ial account of the Skirmifh. D on |
