He rushes furiously to the bank, and motions to the boat.
Eug. (just recovering.) Stay, blessed vision!—(recognizing Florian) ah! ’twas real—I fold him to my heart, and am blessed at last.
The boat, rowed by a man enveloped in a mantle and a masque, at that instant gains the bank.
Long. (triumphantly) Ha! the boat arrives!—now then presumptuous boy! receive the chastisement you dare provoke.
He draws and rushes upon Florian, who disengages himself from Eugenia and stands upon the defence.
Flor. In the just cause I would not shrink before a giant’s arm! (they engage.)
Eug. (frantic) Inhuman Longueville!—forbear! forbear!
While Florian encounters Longueville, Sanguine suddenly darts upon Eugenia, who is too enfeebled to resist; by the action of a moment he transports her from her protector’s side to the Baron’s. Florian’s position is next to the audience, so that Longueville’s sword now equally intercepts him from Eugenia and from the river.
Long. (Perceiving his advantage) Away!—drag—her to the boat—be mine the task to curb her champion’s valor.
Flor. Hold! dastard—unless thou art dead to every sense of manhood—hold!