Of this betrayal, sir; I trusted Blasco.
Mar. He counts for nothing, since he ran away.
Enter Palicio.
Hu. Is this the man?
Man.Thou art my prisoner.
PALICIO.
I make submission to your excellence.
[Offering (Blasco’s) sword.
Man. Dost thou surrender of thy own free-will
To me, as legal viceroy of this island,