Fife. I set up!—I like that—
When ’twas yourselves be-siegesmunded me.
Capt. No matter—Look!—The signal from the tower.
Prince Segismund!
Sol. (from the tower). Prince Segismund!
Capt. All’s well.
Clotaldo safe secured?—
Sol. (from the tower). No—by ill luck,
Instead of coming in, as we had look’d for,
He sprang on horse at once, and off at gallop.