Alonzo.
Alon. How’s that? [Aside.
Ant. I wish’t had been another Enemy,
Since from the Justice of his Cause I fear
An ill success; would I had seen Hippolyta,
That e’er I dy’d I might have had her pardon.
This Conscience—’tis ominous,
But ne’er appears in any horrid shape,
Till it approaches Death—
[Goes forward, sees Hippolyta, who justles him in passing by; he stops and looks.