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The mansion of mine own, mine earliest friend Sylveira?

Gonzal. Aye, its glittering lamps too well Illume the stately vestibule to leave Our sight a moment's doubt. He ever loved Such pageantries.

Sebast.His dwelling thus adorned On such a night! Yet will I seek him here. He must be faithful, and to him the first My tale shall be revealed. A sudden chill Falls on my heart; and yet I will not wrong My friend with dull suspicion. He hath been Linked all too closely with mine inmost soul. And what have I to lose?

Gonzal.Is their blood nought Who without hope will follow where thou leadest Even unto death?

Sebast.Was that a brave man's voice? Warrior, and friend! how long then hast thou learned To hold thy blood thus dear?