CARLO
Put the worst,
Say some infernal voice should roar from hell,
The infant's cloistering up.
ALBA
'Tis not our danger,
Nor the imprisoned Prince's, for what thief
Dares by base sacrilege rob the Church of him?
CARLO
At worst none can be lost but this slight fellow!
MEDINA
All build on this as on a stable cube.
If we our footing keep, we fetch him forth,
And crown him King. If up we fly i'th air,
We for his soul's health a broad way prepare.
DAENIS
They come.
Enter Balthazar and Sebastian.
MEDINA
Thou knowest where to bestow him, Balthazar.
BALTHAZAR
Come noble boy.
ALBA
Hide him from being discovered.
BALTHAZAR Discovered? Would there stood a troop of Moors thrusting the paws of hungry lions forth, to seize this prey, and this but in my hand, I should do something.