Beltram Cruzado—Count of the Calés!
Pre. God speed thee on thy march—I cannot go.
Cruz. Not go!—thou shall go! or, remaining here,
Purchase thy freedom with red gold. Mark that!
I will return to-morrow. Until then
Reflect on what I say. Thou knowest me—
Take heed. [Exit.
Pre. Alas! of what shall I take heed?
I have a strange misgiving in my heart!
But that one deed of charity I’ll do,