In dismal suburbs and unwholesome lanes;
I who am housed worse than the galley slave;
I who am fed worse than the kenneled hound;
I who am clothed in rags—Beltram Cruzado—
Not poor!
Pre. Thou hast a stout heart and strong hands.
Thou canst supply thy wants; what wouldst thou more?
Cruz. The gold of the Busné!—give me his gold!
Pre. Beltram Cruzado! hear me once for all.
I speak the truth. So long as I had gold,