May well be deem’d for guiltier treason ripe.
Pro. And who is he?
Mon. Nay, ask thy son.
Pro. My son!
What should he know of such a recreant heart?
Speak, Guido! thou’rt his friend!
Gui. I would not wear
The brand of such a name!
Pro. How? what means this?
A flash of light breaks in upon my soul!