Ire. Though it prove thy love a traitor?
Gycia.
That it will not!
Ire. Then, make no sound, but see what I will show thee.
Look now! Behold thy love!
[Draws back panel, and discovers Asander with the soldiers of Bosphorus marching. Asander's voice heard.
Asan.
At stroke of midnight
To-morrow night be ready.
Soldiers.