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102 Antonio. What means this tumult, Teobaldo!

Teobaldo.Hail it as good fortune, and rejoice. For heaven at last though slow Some favour for revenge doth show.

Antonio. What people then are these?

Teobaldo. Know ye them not, spite all disguise, This is Roselo Montes!

Antonio. Roselo here?

Teobaldo. Yes, indeed Roselo, and 'spite this disguise Did heaven decree he should be known By many of our people here. I could have stabb'd him to the heart, But give him o'er to thee; Belardo, too, having no eyes to see, Such servants of our house no more Should hold the charge of this estate.

Belardo. Had I suspected this accursed foe, No other hand had made his life blood flow.

Teobaldo. Consider we anon what death he dies; Shall he be tied both hand and foot To yonder tree, and each an arrow shoot? Or will you slay him with thy sword or gun? Speak, Antonio, and let the deed be done!

Antonio. Listen, Paris, Teobaldo, listen all.

Teobaldo. What death?

Antonio. He must not die; Roselo Montes is to live; Julia in spirit now did speak From just above this roof; Her voice in sweetest heavenly accents sigh'd,— I am Roselo's wife, for him and truth I died.

Teobaldo.Stay!

Antonio. For why?