Vittia. Speak.

Smarda. I've erred; she's not asleep.

Vittia. Who?—Ah! Yolanda?

Smarda. Yes; she is coming!

Renier. Ha!

Vittia. My lord——!

Renier. I'll stay,
Stay and confront her.

Vittia. Ignorantly? No.

Renier. I'll question her.

Vittia. Blindly, and peril all?