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HENRIQUEZ.

It was the book I call'd so: in my youth

It was my favourite study.

BLAS.

I had forgot; the book is yours, my Lord,

And only borrow'd now for his amusement.

HENRIQUEZ.

For hers, thou mean'st: is't not a female guest?

Blushing again! What mystery is here?
Tell me for whom this chamber is prepared.
(Pause.)
Thou wilt not answer. Nay, I will not force thee;
But tell me only—is this guest a woman?
What! silent still! 'tis not a woman then?

BLAS.

No, good my Lord.

HENRIQUEZ.

Some fav'rite page, perhaps, who for the night

Must near his dame be lodged.—It is not this.
I do command thee tell me who it is;
(Taking hold of him roughly.)
For by thy face I see too well thou knowest.
What guest sleeps here to-night?

BLAS.

Don Juen is the guest; this is the room

Where he is wont to sleep.