Odm. You would, and would not,—I'll no longer stay. [Offers again to kill him.
Alib. I yield, I yield; but yet, ere I am ill,
An innocent desire I would fulfil:
With Guyomar I one chaste kiss would leave,
The first and last he ever can receive.
Odm. Have what you ask: That minute you agree To my desires, your husband shall be free. [They unbind her, she goes to her husband.
Guy. No, Alibech, we never must embrace. [He turns from her. Your guilty kindness why do you misplace? 'Tis meant to him, he is your private choice; I was made yours but by the public voice. And now you leave me with a poor pretence, That your ill act is for my life's defence.
Alib. Since there remains no other means to try, Think I am false; I cannot see you die.
Guy. To give for me both life and honour too,
Is more, perhaps, than I could give for you.
You have done much to cure my jealousy,
But cannot perfect it unless both die!
For since both cannot live, who stays behind
Must be thought fearful, or, what's worse, unkind.
Alib. I never could propose that death you chuse; But am, like you, too jealous to refuse. [Embracing him. Together dying, we together show That both did pay that faith, which both did owe.
Odm. It then remains I act my own design: Have you your wills, but I will first have mine. Assist me, soldiers— [They go to bind her: She cries out.
Enter VASQUEZ, and two Spaniards.
Vasq. Hold, Odmar, hold! I come in happy time To hinder my misfortune, and your crime.