[Going. Rod. D. Sil. And hark! Rodriguez, Rod. D. Sil. And that is, I say, Rod. D. Sil. Once for all, I repeat, 406 [Exit. Rod. 407 408 Pedro. Enter Pedro. Pedro Rod. Donna Rodriguez, an it please you, sir. Ped. Well then, be it so, Donna Rodriguez, I've just met master coming from the castle, Apparently in no good humour. He Asked me if you'd given me a letter Addressed to Donna Inez at the convent, And bid me thither haste without delay, Threatening me with mine instant dismissal Should Mistress Inez fail to arrive to-morrow, And thus with hasty step and moody brow He passed me by, as if old retainers Had not their privileges, eh? Rodriguez— Donna Rodriguez, I should say. Pardon