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How placable and kind beyond belief! Would I had fairly own'd to him my love, Since he is thus inclined! But he appear'd Hostile, and stern, and fretful at my stay, Unreasonably prolong'd. I had not courage To risk my happiness, which his caprice, Stern sense of honour—call it as you please— Might in a moment blast.

I blame thee not; had'st thou at first declared it, Thou would'st have found him hostile.

Then, pray, Don Guzman, what strange freak hath changed him?

That he is changed, is your good luck; improve it, Without inquiring why you are so favour'd.

And so we will, sweet Beatrice; we will Delay our happiness, to make it surer.

Yes, Maurice; run no further risk; we'll both Return again and bide within the castle.

No; be advised: (to ) do thou return alone; Some foolish freak may yet disturb his mind.