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Show ' i28 The F A L S E FRIEND. fion fits in all their Faces, and in large Characters I read the Ruin of m y Honour and m y Love. (To the Men.) Speak, Statues, if you yet have power to fpeak, why at this time of Night you are found with Leonora? None fpeak ! Don John, it is from you I ought to know. Don John. My Silence may inform you. Don Ped. Your Silence does inform m e of m y Shame, but I muft have fome Information more ; explain the whole. Don John. I fhall. You remember, D o n Pedro^ Don Ped. Be quick. Don John. You remember you charg'd m e before you went Den Ped. I remember well, go on. D o n John. With the Care of your Honour. Don Ped. I did •, difpatch. Don John. Very well; you fee Don Guzman in th?s Apartment, you fee your Wife naked, and you fee me, m y Sword in m y hand ; that's all. D o n Ped. (Drawing upon Don Guz.) 'Lis here then I am to revenge m y Wrongs. Don Guz. Hold. D o n Ped. Villain, defend thy felf. Leo. O HeavenJ D o n GUT^. Yet hear me. D o n Ped. What can'ft thou fay > D o n GUT^. The Truth, as holy Heaven it felf is Truth. I heard the Shrieks and Cries of Leonora; what the Occafion was I knew not, but fhe repeated them with fo much Vehemence, I found, whatever her Diftrefs might be, her Succour muft be fudden ; fo leapt the Wall that parts our Houfes, and flew to her Afliftance, D o n John can, if he pleafe, inform you more. D o n Ped. (Afide.) Mankind's a Villain, and this may be true; yet 'tis too monftrous for a quick Conception. 1 fhou'd be cautious how I wrong D o n John. Sure tis not right to ballance. I yet have but their Words againlt their Words ; 1 know Don John for m y Friend, an* The FALSI FRIENP. 129 uTZr" my>RiVaL What can ^ clearer? Yet hold . If Leonoras innocent, fhe may untangle all. Madam fhou d be glad to know (if I have fomuch Intereft left) which way your Evidence will point my Leo. My Lord I'm in the fame perplexity with vou a All I can fay is this ; one of them came to force me* t'other to fave m e : but the Night confounding the Villa* ny of the Guilty with the Generofity of the Innocent I ftill am ignorant to which I owe my Gratitude or m y Refentment. ' Don Gu%. But, Madam, did you not hear me cry I came to help you ? ; Leo. I o w n it. Don John, And did you not hear m e threaten to deftroy the Author of your Fears ? Leo. I can't deny it. Don Gu%. What can there be more clear to m e ? Don John. Or m e ? Don Ped. Yet one's a Villain ftill. (Afide.) My Confufion but increafes$ yet why con-fus'd ? It is, it muft be Guzman. But how came Don John here ? Right. Guzman has faid how he came to her Aid, but Alvarada cou'd not enter but by Treafon. Then perifh. Don GUT^. Who? Don John. Who ? Don Ped. Juft Gods ! inftruft me who. Don Felix knocks.- (Don Fel. within.) Let m e in, open the Door. Leo. 'Tis m y Father. Don Ped. N o matter, keep the Door fair. (Afide.) I'll have this matter go no further, /till I can reach the depth on't. Don GuTman, leave the Houfe 5 1 muft fufpend m y Vengeance for a time. Don GUT^. I obey you \ but I'll lofe m y Life, or fhew my Innocence. (Exit D o n GUT. Don Eel. within.) Open the Door, why a m I kept ?* Don |
