From the beginning, and expected this,
And hated you, Polyxena, because
You saw through him, though I too saw through him,
Saw that he meant this while he crowned me, while
He prayed for me,—nay, while he kissed my brow,
I saw—
Pol. But if your measures take effect,
D'Ormea true to you?
Cha. Then worst of all!
I shall have loosed that callous wretch on him!