Amaury (significantly). She ... shall do it.
[Starts into the castle.
Yolanda (dauntedly). Amaury! what is this?
Vittia. That, ere a dawn,
Guileless Yolanda, you shall wed with him
Your paramour of Paphos——
Yolanda. Camarin?
Vittia. And from these gates be led wanton away.
[Yolanda, for a moment whelmed, tries to laugh scorn; but, turning, her eye meets Renier's full of suspicion. He follows Amaury meaningly into the castle.
Curtain