greater currency to this assurance is, that it is uttered by yourself. Diego. It was forcibly extorted by you, from my modesty. High-Priest. Pardon me!—And now permit me to request an explanation of this riddle?—How can you be wandering at night in so wild a spot as this, and yet be in the right way?—Are you alone, or is your master near?—What is it you want?—for never can I be persuaded that you come hither only for a walk. Diego. (with hesitation) Since you press me so closely then—I—must confess—that—I am in love. High-Priest. (smiling) You are in love? Diego. (extravagantly) Yes, in love to desperation!—I am tortured with jealousy; driven almost to phrenzy!—In the tumult of passion I am now hurried up to the summits of the highest hills, now driven into the lowest recesses of a subterranean cavern,—till at length I have wandered insensibly into this spot, devoted to tender feelings, here to hold solitary intercourse with the mournful turtle-doves. High-Priest. This spot does indeed seem to be selected by the gods, as an asylum for enamoured fools. Diego. Here will I tell of my sorrows to the silent trees!—here breathe out my amorous sighs to the chaste moon! High-Priest. Thou art a coxcomb! (Exit.) [15] [15] Diego. (Alone) A coxcomb!—So much the worse for you Signor!—for if such be the case, the most illustrious High-Priest of the Sun has been made the sport of a coxcomb. Live wit, say I—it will fetch its price in the new world, as well as in the old.—But is he really gone?—Yes.—I hear nothing more!—Hist!—Hist!—(He goes and looks out at the other side of the stage.) SCENE IV.—Enter Don Alonzo and Don Juan. The latter with a large Cloak wrapped round him. Don Alonzo Don Juan Juan. Are we safe, Diego?
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