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 Whom mean Your Excellency? The girl!—thy prisoner!—they are gone and free. None, none I saw. Then look and search about, While I arouse the camp entire to scout All o'er the neighborhood with man and hound; The fugitives! — they must, they must be found! [Santa Anna starts to go, slowly followed by the soldier.] Your Excellency have left your sword behind; Shall I return to find it? Never mind. [Suddenly turning and collaring the soldier with frantic rage.] Rogue! Knave! Choke down into thy throat the word Thou spakest just! for in it I have heard The sneers of ages and the scoffing voice Of generations, as their hearts rejoice O'er my defeat ! [Roaring.] Hast heard what I have said?