[Albert, on hearing this, pauses and turns round.

Maria. If aught enforce you to concealment, sir!

Alhadra. He trembles strangely.

[Albert sinks down and hides his face in his garment [robe Remorse].

Maria. See—we have disturb'd him. [Approaches nearer to him.
I pray you, think us friends—uncowl your face,
For you seem faint, and the night-breeze blows healing. 270
I pray you, think us friends!

Albert (raising his head). Calm—very calm;
'Tis all too tranquil for reality!
And she spoke to me with her innocent voice.
That voice! that innocent voice! She is no traitress!
It was a dream, a phantom of my sleep, [275]
A lying dream. [He starts up, and abruptly addresses her.
Maria! you are not wedded?

Maria (haughtily to Alhadra). Let us retire. [They advance to the front of the stage.

Alhadra. He is indeed a Christian.
[[531]] Some stray Sir Knight, that falls in love of a sudden.

Maria. What can this mean? How should he know my name?
It seems all shadowy.

Alhadra. Here he comes again. [280]