Vig. Dying?
Char. Say no more.
The morrow's dawn shall light my way to Oswald.
Bion. You'll go to him? Then death!
Vig. [To Ardia] See what you do?
Ard. Forgive me. [Runs to her father and clings to him]
Now! Bind me to Banissat.
Char. Nay, thou art free.
Bion. [To Ardia] Our lives shall thank you.
Vig. Thanks?
You speak her part.
[Ardia leaves her father and moves to edge of parapet]
Bion. [Following her] Dost know a better way?