Admit the prisoner. [He goes to the door, and speaks.
Enter Ramirez, guarded.
Now, sir, is yet your haughty soul resolved
To quit your empty title for your freedom?
Xim. Ramirez, answer not to raise his passion:
For now the important secret of our lives
Must come to public view; and on that hinge
Depends thy crown, thy liberty, and life,
My honour, and thy son's.
Alph. What means my mother? [Aside.