_Don Antonio_?

_Cael._ Why, at _Don Johns_, my Lord, do not you know it?

_Ger._ Then he is not come back, as I had thought.

_Cael._ My Lord, why thought you so?

_Ger._ Madam, I did not know but that he might,
Since 'tis not five hours bus'ness to Ride thither,
And to return again; but, Madam, pray
How came the Lord _Francisco_ to be here?
I think he does not use it.

_Eug._ _Francisco_! O my fears!

_Cael._ No sure, my Lord, he ne're came within these doors
Since my good Father dy'd.

_Ger._ Sure I'm mistaken, Madam, if I did not
Meet him just now as he came forth this Room:
And more, he shak'd his head in Anger at me.

_Cael._ I'm sure, my Lord, you're mistaken much,
For you're the first that enter'd here but us.

_Ger._ It may be I'm mistaken.

_Cael._ Yes, sure, my Lord, you are.

_Ger._ Madam, if your Commands [To _Eugenia_.
Extend to any thing within my pow'r, pray name it,
I shall be proud to serve you; else I'm gone,
For I have certain bus'ness does require it.

_Eug._ The greatest Service you can do to me,
Is to be careful of your self, my Lord.

_Ger._ This kindness doth oblige me, pardon my haste,
Good Night, and Rest unto your Ladyships.
[Exit.

_Cael._ Good Night, my Lord;
_Flora_ is so possest her Dream is true,
She dare not venture in that Room again.

_Eug._ She is not such a Fool, sure.

_Cael._ Well, Sister, I am not well, and will to Bed;
The Nurse will wait on you, I'le send her to you.
Come, _Flora_, go with me.

[Ex. _Cael._ and _Flora_.

_Eug._ Madam, good Rest unto you.
This I can wish to her, whilst I must want it:
_Gerardo_ sure has some Intelligence
Of _Don Francisco_'s coming to me;
Or else why Nam'd he him, for well he knows
He never us'd to make a Visit here:
Well, if he does, I cannot help it now.
The time draws nigh,
That I must meet _Francisco_! Oh, that word
Gives heaviness a new unto my Soul,
And makes my thoughts run backwards,
The Accidents oth' day seems Ominous
To all the House, but most of all to me,
My guilty Breast feels most of misery.
This time will quickly over, then I shall
See what they tend to, or not see at all.
"There's comfort yet, that miseries at height
Lose their worst property, which is to fright."
[Exit.

_The End of the Third Act._

Act the Fourth.

_Caelia_ on a Couch, _Flora_ by her.

_Cael._ _Flora_, I cannot sleep, for all my thoughts
Infected with my griefs, flye up and down,
Col