Hernani: The tiger comes!
The old, grey tiger! Look! In the shadows there!
Doña Sol: What is it frightens you?
[The horn sounds again.
Hernani: He wants my blood! I cannot!
[Don Ruy Gomez enters, playing on the horn like a madman.
Don Ruy Gomez: So you have not kept your word.
"My life belongs to you. At any time
You wish to take it, sound upon this horn
And I will kill myself." You are forsworn!
Hernani: I have no weapon on me.
Don Ruy Gomez (offering a dagger and a phial):
Which of these
Do you prefer?
Hernani: The poison.