Enter sir Willoughby, lady Worret, and Helen.
Sir W. Hey! zounds! did you take me and my lady Worret for sheriff’s officers, my lord?
Lord A. I have one condition to propose—if that lady accepts my hand, I consent to stop the proceedings. That alone can alter my purpose.
Charles. Inhuman torturer!
Helen. Were my heart as free as air I never would consent to a union with such a monster!
Sir W. And if you would, curse me if I would—nor my lady Worret either.
Sir R. Let him fulful his purpose if he dare! I now see the black corruptness of his heart; and though my life were at stake I would pay the forfeit, rather than immolate innocence in the arms of such depravity.
Lord A. Call in the officers, I say!
O’Ded. (without moving.) I shall do that thing.
Lord A. ’Tis justice I demand! Justice and Revenge alike direct me, and their united voice shall be obeyed.