_San._ Rather than yours; for you may have a mind to have a lick at the honey-pot yourself.
_Carl._ Farewell; you know I have other business upon the stocks. [_Seems going out._
_San._ Stay, Carlos; I am afraid you know something more of this bawdy business than you confess.
_San._ Fecks! what a sneaking oath is that for a man of honour? swear me bloodily like a soldier, if you would be believed.
_Carl._ Without swearing, I believe her honest; therefore make sure of her immediately.
_San._ That is, take a rival's counsel, and make sure of being an antedated cuckold.
_Carl._ If you won't believe me, I cannot help it. But marry Dalinda, and be happy; for I may prevent you, if you make not haste.
_San._ Thou hast cheated me so often, that I cannot credit one syllable thou sayest.
_Carl._ [_Going out._] Then take your fortune.--
[CARLOS _pulls out his handkerchief to wipe his face, and drops a letter._
Yonder comes Dalinda; I know her by her trip. I'll watch their greeting. [_Exit._
_San._ The rogue's malicious, and would have me marry her in spite; besides he is off and on at so devilish a rate, a man knows not where to have him. Well, I am resolved, in the first place, not to follow the rogue's counsel. I will not marry her, because he advised me to it;--and yet I will marry her, because he counselled me not to marry her.--Hey-day! I will marry her, and I will not marry her! what's the meaning of this, friend Sancho? That's taking the rogue's advice one way or t'other. [_Sees the letter and takes it up._] What, has he dropt a letter! To whom is it directed? to Don Carlos D'Ybarra;--that is himself. [_Mutters, as reading to himself._
_Dalinda's fair, and a fortune; but marry her not; for to my knowledge_ (pox confound him for his knowledge) _she has had a_----(What a----Mr Friend? why--) _a bastard, by the late Conde_: (Ay, I thought as much.) _But his sister Leonora is in love with you._
Damn it, I will read no more: it agrees with what he first told me; and therefore it must be all orthodox. Here she comes, too, just in the nick of my revenge; but I shall be very laconic with her.
_San._ With the Conde, of whoring memory.
_Dal._ What's the meaning of this? will you come in?
_Dal._ Come, look upon me. [_She makes the_ doux yeux _to him_.