+Por.+ Come, cousin, the hour assign'd approaches.
+Cam.+ Nay, more than so; for 'tis already night.
+Flo.+ And, thanks to your stars, sufficiently dark.
+Por.+ _To the clouds_ you would say, Flora; for stars, In this occasion, would not much befriend us. Pray, cousin, when Octavio shall arrive, Do you and Flora watch above with care; For if my cruel brother should surprise us----
+Cam.+ Let us alone to play the sentinels.
+Flo.+ I'm confident he's abroad, and will not Suddenly return; for I heard him say He'd pass the evening at the corregidor's: And thence, you know, he seldom comes home early.
_Enter +Antonio+, +Octavio+, and +Diego+, with their cloaks over their faces, and their swords undrawn in their hands._
+Don A.+ Is it not something early for adventures Of this nature.
+Don A.+ How dark 'tis grown o' th' sudden! there's not one Star appears in all the firmament.
+Diego.+ So much the better; for when I must fight, I covet no spectators of my prowess. [_Aside._
+Don O.+ Stay you here, Antonio; I'll step before, and give the sign. When you hear the door open, then come on, and follow me in.
_Enter at the other side of the stage +Don Henrique+ and +Don Carlos+._
+Don H.+ The corregidor's is a sweet place.
+Don C.+ The walks and fountains so entice me, I still Weary myself before I can retire.
+Don H.+ Indeed we have stay'd longer than we thought, And therefore let's go home the shorter way: The back-door of my garden's here at hand.
+Don C.+ It will be better than to go about.
+Por.+ Would he were come, I fear the rising moon Will give us little time.
[_Above in the balcony. +Octavio+ knocks upon the hilt of his sword._
I think I hear his usual knock. Who's there?
+Don O.+ No; here's Diego with me, and a friend.
+Por.+ 'Tis well. I'll open the door presently.
+Don H.+ Come, we are now hard by the garden-gate.
+Don O.+ Let's to the door; sure, she's there by this time. Be not afraid, Diego.
+Diego.+ You had as good command me not to breathe.
+Don O.+ Come on; what are you thinking on?
+Diego.+ That I see company, or that my fear does.
+Don O.+ Y' are i' th' right; let's, to avoid suspicion, Walk on at large till they are out of distance. [_The noise of a lock._
+Don C.+ I think I heard your garden door open.