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HENRIQUEZ.

Is wont to sleep! Has he been here of late?

BLAS.

'Tis said he has been here; for me, I know not.

(Henriquez, turning slowly from him, walks to the bottom of the stage.)

BLAS (aside, looking after him).

Surely he heard my words; yet calm and silent!

No further question following my reply!
Fool that I was to be so much afraid,
Since he regards it lightly.

HENRIQUEZ (returning).

Where is thy lady?

BLAS.

She gives directions in the pillar'd hall;

At least I left her there a short time since.

HENRIQUEZ.

Go, see, and bring me word.[Exit Blas.

Question a youth—a menial—any one,
Of what regards the honour of my wife!
I married her in the full confidence
That she possess'd all good and noble virtues
Which should become a brave Castilian's wife,
And from herself alone will I be certified

Of what this hateful mystery imports. (After a pause, and then muttering indistinct words.)