[Exeunt severally.
ACT III
Scene I.—A Wild Place.
Enter Mendo and Officers of Justice armed.
1st Officer. Here, my lord, where the Ebro, swollen with her mountain streams, runs swiftest, he will try to escape.
Men. Hunt for him then, leaving neither rock nor thicket unexplored. (They disperse.)
Oh, what a fate is mine,
Having to seek what most I dread to find,
Once thought the curse of jealousy alone!