Not till
You have discover'd to me—
GORDON.
On this moment
Does the world hang. For God's sake! to the Duke.
While we are speaking—
[Calling loudly.]
Butler! Butler! God!
COUNTESS.
Why, he is at the castle with my husband.
[BUTLER comes from the Gallery.]
GORDON.
'Twas a mistake—'Tis not the Swedes—it is
The Imperialists' Lieutenant-General
Has sent me hither—will be here himself
Instantly.—You must not proceed.