her the necessity they were under, of being speedy in their Resolves:
That his Father (for still he was Aurelian) would undoubtedly find him in
the Morning, and then it would be too late to Repent. She on the other
Hand, knew it was in vain to deny a Passion, which he had heard her so
frankly own; (and no doubt was very glad it was past and done;) besides
apprehending the danger of delay, and having some little Jealousies and
Fears of what Effect might be produced between the Commands of his Father
and the Beauties of Juliana; after some decent Denials, she consented to
be Conducted by him through the Garden into the Convent, where she would
prevail with her Confessor to Marry them. He was a scrupulous Old Father
whom they had to deal withal, insomuch that ere they had perswaded him,
Don Mario was returned by the Way of his own House, where missing his
Daughter, and her Woman not being able to give any farther Account of
her, than that she left her in the Garden; he concluded she was gone
again to her Devotions, and indeed he found her in the Chappel upon her
Knees with Hippolito in her hand, receiving the Father's Benediction upon
Conclusion of the Ceremony.

It would have asked a very skilful Hand, to have depicted to the Life the
Faces of those Three Persons, at Don Mario's Appearance. He that has
seen some admirable Piece of Transmutation by a Gorgon's Head, may form
to himself the most probable Idea of the Prototype. The Old Gentleman
was himself in a sort of a Wood, to find his Daughter with a Young Fellow
and a Priest, but as yet he did not know the Worst, till Hippolito and
Leonora came, and kneeling at his Feet, begg'd his Forgiveness and
Blessing as his Son and Daughter. Don Mario, instead of that, fell into
a most violent Passion, and would undoubtedly have committed some
extravagant Action, had he not been restrained, more by the Sanctity of
the Place, than the Perswasions of all the Religious, who were now come
about him. Leonora stirr'd not off her Knees all this time, but