Tor. Mad as I am, yet I know when to bear.
Leo. You're both too bold.—You, Torrismond, withdraw,
I'll teach you all what's owing to your queen.—
For you, my lord,—
The priest to-morrow was to join our hands;
I'll try if I can live a day without you.—
So both of you depart, and live in peace.
Alph. Who knows which way she points?
Doubling and turning like an hunted hare;—
Find out the meaning of her mind who can.
Pedr. Who ever found a woman's? backward and forward,
The whole sex in every word. In my conscience, when she was getting, her mother was thinking of a riddle.
[Exeunt all but the Queen and Teresa.
Leo. Haste, my Teresa, haste, and call him back.
Ter. Whom, madam?
Leo. Him.
Ter. Prince Bertran?
407 Leo. Torrismond;
There is no other he.
Ter. [Aside.] A rising sun,
Or I am much deceived.[Exit Teresa.