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To make them hear false sounds? I've seen; I've heard:
I am deluded by no gossip's tale.—
O would I were! I loved—I worshipp'd her;
She was the thing that stirr'd within my soul,
Which had no other life. Despise me not;
For tears will force their way.—She was to me——
When I have power to speak, I'll tell thee all.

GUZMAN.

Yes; pause a while, my friend. Thou art too vehement.

ROMIERO (lowering his voice).

Have they overheard me? Has it come to this,

That such as they should know my misery.
I will match wiles with wiles, and borrow of her
That damn'd hypocrisy. Come thou with me,
And give me counsel: thou thyself wilt own
It is no weak conceit disturbs me thus.
But stop, and stand aside. (Stops on seeing Nurse pass by a low window on the outside.)

GUZMAN.

What wouldst thou now?

ROMIERO.

Here comes the beldame Nurse of whom I spoke;

Returning from her mission, as I guess.
Stand thou aside whilst I engage with her,
And, with her own deceits, deceive the witch.
Do thou observe her visage as I speak.