Bion. Prince Banissat gave you no help?
Gaina. No help?
Who said so? There's a prince! He drew his sword,
And swore he'd drive Earl Oswald to the sea,
And said "Avesta's yours,"—that to my mistress,
She then bedraggled and so full of tears
She had no words to thank him. I did that!
Then we had sup and bed, and when my bones
Were sweet with sleep, why we must up again
And tug it to the peak.
Bion. [To Ardia] He sheltered you!
Then there was hope, which you have trampled down
By this mad flight.
Ard. I dared not think the prince
Would make my bitter fortunes his. In you
Lay my defence, and to your love I came.
You must make peace with Oswald. Yes, my brothers,
Although you write it with our father's blood.
He is all powerful. When Bertrand comes——
Vig. Ha, when he comes!
Bion. What then?
Ard. You may demand
Whate'er you will of Oswald, if you spare
The dear life of his son.
Vig. I'll have that life
And Oswald's too!
Ard. He'll make you any terms——
Vig. Ay, any terms, and keep none, once his son
Is safe.