Sweet Preciosa! how art thou avenged?
Hyp. What news is this, that makes thy cheek turn pale,
And thy hand tremble?
Vic. O, most infamous!
The Count of Lara is a damnéd villain!
Hyp. That is no news, forsooth.
Vic. He strove in vain
To steal from me the jewel of my soul,
The love of Preciosa. Not succeeding,
He swore to be revenged; and set on foot