Carl. No, sir; I shall never break with you for so small a matter as a rebellion. I warrant you for my soldiers; they'll never flinch, when there's a town to plunder.
Alph. The signal and the time shall be concerted;
Victoria be the word——
That happy name our bold attempt shall bless,
And give an omen of assured success. [Exeunt severally.
ACT IV. SCENE I.
SCENE I.—A Street, with a Temple at a distance.
Enter Garcia, with a Letter in his hand; Ximena, and Celidea.
Gar. May I believe you, 'tis Victoria's hand?
For 'tis a strange request.