Octavio. And are determined, too, to fight against him? 60

Isolani. He has done me service—but if he's a villain,
Perdition seize him!—All scores are rubbed off.

Octavio. I am rejoiced that you're so well disposed.
This night break off in the utmost secrecy
With all the light-armed troops—it must appear 65
As came the order from the Duke himself.
[[716]] At Frauenberg's the place of rendezvous;
There will Count Galas give you further orders.

Isolani. It shall be done. But you'll remember me
With the Emperor—how well disposed you found me. 70

Octavio. I will not fail to mention it honourably.
[Exit Isolani. A Servant enters.
What, Colonel Butler!—Shew him up.

Isolani (returning). Forgive me too my bearish ways, old father!
Lord God! how should I know, then, what a great
Person I had before me.

Octavio. No excuses! 75

Isolani. I am a merry lad, and if at time
A rash word might escape me 'gainst the court
Amidst my wine—You know no harm was meant. [Exit.

Octavio. You need not be uneasy on that score.
That has succeeded. Fortune favour us 80
With all the others only but as much!