Don Sallust: Give me your hand, my cousin! You have come
Out of the ordeal I prepared for you
Better than I expected.
Don Cesar: Then this plot
Against a woman——
Don Sallust: Merely was a test.
I'll give you now the money you require.
A hundred ducats, was it? I will fetch them.
[He departs, and signs to Ruy Blas to enter.
Don Cesar: I knew you in your strange disguise, Ruy Blas.
What are you doing here?
Ruy Blas: Ah, Zafari!
Hunger has now compelled me to adopt
The livery of a lackey. Don Sallust
To-night engaged me as his servitor,
And brought me here. And I came, Zafari,
Because—— (He hesitates.)
Don Cesar: You wanted food!
Ruy Blas: No. It was love
I hungered for.
Don Cesar: There are some pretty maids
In this great palace.
Ruy Blas: I am mad, mad, mad!
I am in love, Zafari, with the queen—
I, a lackey. Night after night I creep
Into the royal park, and leave some flowers
Upon her favourite seat. This evening
I put a letter with them.