ACT III

Scene I

A stately room in Lord Casimir's castle. Enter Emerick and Laska.

Emerick. I do perceive thou hast a tender conscience,
Laska, in all things that concern thine own
Interest or safety.

Laska. In this sovereign presence
I can fear nothing, but your dread displeasure.

Emerick. Perchance, thou think'st it strange, that I of all men [5]
Should covet thus the love of fair Sarolta,
[[926]] Dishonouring Casimir?

Laska. Far be it from me!
Your Majesty's love and choice bring honour with them.

Emerick. Perchance, thou hast heard that Casimir is my friend,
Fought for me, yea, for my sake, set at nought 10
A parent's blessing; braved a father's curse?

Laska (aside). Would I but knew now, what his Majesty meant!
Oh yes, Sire! 'tis our common talk, how Lord
Kiuprili, my Lord's father—