And stow him in the dungeon's depth with toads.
[The Guards carry off Ramirez.
[To Alph.] For thee, the worthy son of such a father— [Walks by himself.
Xim. [To Alph.] 'Tis desperate now; and I, with ill-timed zeal,
Have hastened your destruction.
Alph. [To her.] You have saved me.
Vera. [Aside.] Say I should put the ungrateful wretch to death;—
He's thought my son, and, whilst so thought, 'tis dangerous
To imprison him; the people might rebel.