Valet. That he refused to tell me.

Octavio. Lead him in:
And, hark you—let it not transpire. [Exit Valet—the Cornet steps in.

Octavio. Ha! Cornet—is it you? and from Count Galas? [5]
Give me your letters.

Cornet. The Lieutenant-General
Trusted it not to letters.

Octavio. And what is it?

Cornet. He bade me tell you—Dare I speak openly here?

[[682]]Octavio. My son knows all.

Cornet. We have him.

Octavio. Whom?

Cornet. Sesina,
The old negotiator.