SCENE Changes to the Street before Sir Jealous’s Door.

  Enter Marplot_, Solus._

Marpl. I have hunted all over the Town for Charles, but can’t find him; and by Whisper’s scouting at the End of the Street, I suspect he must be in this House again.  I’m inform’d too that he has borrow’d a Spanish Habit out of the Play-house.  What can it mean?

  Enter a Servant of Sir Jealous_’s to him, out of the House._

Hark’e, Sir, do you belong to this House?

Serv. Yes, Sir.

Marpl. Pray can you tell if there be a Gentleman in it in Spanish Habit?

Serv. There is a Spanish Gentleman within, that is just a going to marry my young Lady, Sir.

Marpl. Are you sure he is a Spanish Gentleman?

Serv. I’m sure he speaks no English, that I hear of.

Marpl. Then that can’t be him I want; for ’tis an English Gentleman, tho’ I suppose he may be dress’d like a Spaniard, that I enquire after.

Serv. Ha! who knows but this may be an Impostor?  I’ll inform my Master; for if he shou’d be impos’d upon, he’ll beat us all round. (Aside.) Pray, come in, Sir, and see if this be the Person you enquire for.

SCENE Changes to the Inside the House.

  Enter Marplot_._

Marpl. So, this was a good Contrivance:  If this be Charles, now will he wonder how I found him out.

  Enter Servant and Jealous_._

Sir Jeal. What is your earnest Business, Blockhead, that you must speak with me before the Ceremony’s past?  Ha! who’s this?

Serv. Why this Gentleman, Sir, wants another Gentleman in Spanish Habit, he says.

Sir Jeal. In Spanish Habit! ’tis some Friend of Seignior Don Diego’s, I warrant.  Sir, I suppose you wou’d speak with Seignior Barbinetto—­

Marpl. Hy-day! what the Devil does he say now!—­Sir, I don’t understand you.

Sir Jeal. Don’t you understand Spanish, Sir?

Marpl. Not I indeed, Sir.

Sir Jeal. I thought you had known Seignior Barbinetto.

Marpl. Not I, upon my word, Sir.

Sir Jeal. What then you’d speak with his Friend, the English
Merchant, Mr. Meanwell.

Marpl. Neither, Sir; not I.

Sir Jeal. Why who are you then, Sir? and what do you want?
    (In an angry Tone.

Marpl. Nay, nothing at all, not I, Sir.  Pox on him!  I wish I were out, he begins to exalt his Voice, I shall be beaten agen.

Sir Jeal. Nothing at all, Sir!  Why then what Business have you in my
House? ha?

Serv. You said you wanted a Gentleman in Spanish Habit.