_Nurse._ I tell no more, my mind misgives me I've said
Too much already.

_Jasp._ Not tell me more, Old Beldame? Speak it quickly,
Or what I know shall soon unto my Lord.

_Nurse._ How now! Is this dissembling too?

_Jasp._ No, 'tis as great a truth as what you told me of,
_Don Francisco_'s Bedding with _Eugenia_; tell me the
Rest, and by it save your Life.

_Nurse._ Dear _Jasper_, be not angry, and I will.

_Jasp._ Come, Nurse, do it, and then we'l kiss and be Friends.
I shall have use of her.
[Aside.

_Nurse._ Now thou shalt have my heart; and thus it is:
_Don Francisco_ doth often meet _Eugenia_ i'th'
Garden, who, to avoid suspition, after her Sisters
In Bed, by my means gets her Night-Gown, and
Puts it on so to avoid being known, shou'd any see her.

_Jasp._ Oh, Excellent! when do they meet again?

_Nurse._ I've promis'd him this Night, though she was loath,
Till I told her he would but take his leave, for she's
Grown a little backward, now she's to marry _Don Gerardo_.