Don Arias. But think that kings will be absolute.
Count. The die is cast, sir. Let us speak of the matter no more.
Don Arias. Adieu, then, sir, since in vain I try to persuade you. Notwithstanding [lit. with] all your laurels, still dread the thunderbolt.
Count. I shall await it without fear.
Don Arias. But not without effect.
Count. We shall see by that Don Diego satisfied. [Exit Don Arias.] [Alone] He who fears not death fears not threats. I have a heart superior to the greatest misfortunes [lit. above the proudest misfortunes]; and men may reduce me to live without happiness, but they cannot compel me to live without honor.
Scene II.—The Count and Don Rodrigo.
Don Rodrigo. Here, count, a word or two.
Count. Speak.
Don Rodrigo. Relieve me from a doubt. Dost thou know Don Diego well?