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The law's authority emboldens me. I am Don Juen's heir, and do by right Demand the speedy trial of his murderer. Nor think the law's delay would aught avail. How many secret ways there may be found To rid a wretch of life, who loathes to live. My soul demands this sacrifice—pants for it, As that which can alone restore to it The grace of Heaven, and the respect of men.

Noble Henriquez, thy too stubborn virtue

Nay, Carlos, hold thy peace. Be not my foe: He were my greatest enemy who should Impede this consummation. When 'tis past, Then let the favour of my princely master, Of loving camp-mates, and all virtuous men, Return to me again. A noble treasure That will redeem my memory from shame.

Living or dead, brave man, thou must be honour'd, I will no more contend with thy desires. Some preparation for this solemn ceremony Thou wilt require; Don Carlos will conduct thee Where thou may'st rest and find all needful aid. [Exit.