Ban. [To Bertrand] Your life
Is spared that she whose name is lost
May wear your own. You shall remain on Kidmir peak,
And make her yours by every priestly rite
With open, fair observance. Then Earl Oswald
Must greet as daughter one he vilely mocked
From his proud door, and far and wide acclaim her
Princess of Suli. Will his love for you
So bow his heart?
Ber. I may not speak for him.
Ard. He will consent.
Ban. And, further, he shall give
To Biondel the governorship of Ilon.
And grant Ramoor to Vigard.
Ber. Not for price
Of my poor life will Oswald yield these towns
To any save a Christian.
Ban. So we think.
And therefore will these lords forswear
The Prophet for your Christ.
Ber. Such sudden change——
Vig. Not sudden, sir. We've long debated it
In secret talk, but loved too well our prince
To so forsake his banner.
Bion. Now the day
Is here when as his true and Christian friends
We may best serve him, and yet keep the peace
For which our father died.
Ber. He is alive again
If you be true. Though wonder is in the hour
I will not stare or question.