Albert. What? you kill'd him? hey?
Osorio. I'll dash thee to the earth, if thou but think'st it,
Thou slave! thou galley-slave! thou mountebank! [255]
I leave thee to the hangman!
Albert. Fare you well!
I pity you, Osorio! even to anguish! [Albert retires off the stage.
Osorio (recovering himself). 'Twas ideotcy! I'll tie myself to an aspen,
And wear a Fool's Cap. Ho! [Calling after Albert.
Albert (returning). Be brief, what wish you?
Osorio. You are deep at bartering—you charge yourself 260
At a round sum. Come, come, I spake unwisely.
Albert. I listen to you.
Osorio. In a sudden tempest
Did Albert perish—he, I mean, the lover—
The fellow——
Albert. Nay, speak out, 'twill ease your heart
To call him villain! Why stand'st thou aghast? [265]
Men think it natural to hate their rivals!
Osorio (hesitating and half doubting whether he should proceed). Now till she knows him dead she will not wed me!