[Bringing out the costume of a nobleman of high rank, he helps his lackey to dress in it.
Splendid! You have a very gallant air,
And you will make a perfect nobleman.
Now listen. I've your interests at heart,
And if you will obey me faithfully,
You shall succeed in all that you desire.
But stay. There is a letter I must send
Before I leave Madrid. Write it for me.
[Ruy Blas sits down at the table, and Don Sallust dictates to him:
"My life is in great danger. You alone
Can save me. Come this evening to my house.
No one will recognise you if you use
The side-door by the corner." Now sign it
"Cesar," the name I commonly employ
In love affairs.
Ruy Blas: Shall I address the note?
Don Sallust: Ah, no! I must deliver it myself.
Hark! There is someone coming. 'Tis the Queen!
[Dragging Ruy Blas with him, he opens the door, and says to the noblemen surrounding the QUEEN:
Allow me to present to you, my friends,
Don Cesar, Count of Garofa, my cousin.
Act II
Scene.—The Hall of Government in the palace at Madrid, six months after. The Privy Counsellors are sitting,—among them Don Manuel Arias and the Count of Camporeal.