Alv. How is ’t for a cruise?
Sail. Oh, never better; just a breeze to keep
The ship from looking in her glass too long.
Alv. Aboard, aboard then! Farewell all my hopes;
My love, farewell for ever!
Voices (within). Fire! fire! fire!
All. What’s this?
Voices. Fire! fire! in Don Diego’s palace!
Help! help!
Alv. She there! my life shall save the life