Is needful, I have here a ring she gave me.
Vic. Pray let me see that ring! It is the same!
(Throws it upon the ground and tramples upon it.)
Thus may she perish who once wore that ring!
Thus do I spurn her from me; do thus trample
Her memory in the dust! O Count of Lara,
We both have been abused, been much abused!
I thank you for your courtesy and frankness.
Though, like the surgeon’s hand, yours gave me pain,
Yet it has cured my blindness, and I thank you.