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Mencia; what sudden madness seizes thee? Mercy! for whom dost thou implore my mercy?

Cruel thou art to ask! My first, my dearest: O had no other ever look'd upon me, This misery had not been.

It is Antonio, then, for whom thou fearest? Is he the stranger who escaped their search?

Has he escaped? Then Heaven be praised he has.

And thou didst know that he was lurking here?

Catch not so eagerly my foolish words; I think of him when any youth is mentioned.

Lady, we only said, "a lurking stranger:" It is yourself who marks him as a youth.

I know not what I say;—I'm most unhappy: I wil retire.

Yes; thou hadst best retire; And be appeased; Antonio is not found, Though now we know on whom to fix the charge. [Exit.