Char. No more. Your sister stays with you.
Regard her will, nor ope these doors unbidden
To Banissat.
Ard. I stay? O, never think
I shall not go with thee!
Char. You go?
Ard. I'm safe
With thee, my father. Here....
Vig. Here you have brothers!
Ard. I mean no slight upon you, but my fate
Keeps with my father.
Char. I should doubt the God
Who bids me go if I denied you this.
Thyself art Peace, and where thou goest moves
Her radiance. Make you ready. And good-night, all!
Sir Bertrand, know the sleep that fits the heart
For journeying. [Exit right, rear]
Vig. [To Ardia] There's one will stop your way—
Prince Banissat!
Bion. We'll send him word this hour,
For while the edge be on his sudden love
He'll thank us to be swift.
Ber. You loved me once,
My lords.