On which thine oath was given. By cunning fraud
That oath was wrung from thee. Fear nothing now.
Hil. (unveiling). Sir Florian, I am here!
Flor. (passionately).Oh, Hilda, mine
My only love! Safe in my arms at last!
Why didst thou hide thyself away from me?
Hil. (hurriedly). I hid myself to save my sister’s life;
To save her life I now reveal myself.
Flor. How fares Vavir?
Hil. Alas! her little life is ebbing fast