Renier. Speak!
Berengere. Christ, save me ... Christ!
Yolanda's innocent, and I ... 'twas I.
Amaury. What? what is it she says?
Berengere. Camarin! Ah!
(She shudders and dies, amid low-uttered awe. Renier bends, lays his hand a moment on her breast, then, with a cry of rage, springs from her and draws, and rushes on Camarin, who awaits him, desperate.)
Amaury (confused, as they engage).
Yolanda; what is this?
Yolanda. Amaury, in!
Compel Lord Renier back! he cannot live,
You only could against Camarin now!
Wait not to question, but obey me! if
You ever—! (As he rushes in) Holy Magdalen, defend him!
(Renier falls back.)
Now, now defend him, if to chastity
Thou'rt vowed in heaven.
Vittia. Fool!—Camarin, strike!