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LEONORA.

Yes, good Diego, I would speak with thee;

Yet what I have to say comes of no sense,—
Mere curiosity,—a woman's humour.
Looking from my apartment not long since,
Methought I saw thee in the inner court,
Earnest in conversation with Balthazer.
I mark'd you for a while, and his strange gestures
Seem'd those of anger rather than of grief.

DIEGO.

He was, in truth, somewhat intemperate.

LEONORA.

What has disturb'd him?

DIEGO.

He is a man by nature cross and captious,

And hardly to be satisfied.

LEONORA.

How so?

Has aught been wanting in the funeral honours
Paid to his master?

DIEGO.

No; it is not that.

He rather thinks we have been more intent
On idle pageantry, than truly zealous
In finding out the murd'rer of his Lord;
And this did move him to unseemly warmth,
And words which I may not repeat.