Tar. Surrender him, my friend: be sure his pains
Will not be softened.
Jul. ’Tis beyond my power.
Tar. To-morrow—if in any distant fort
He lies to-night: send after him.
Jul. My faith
Is plighted, and he lives—no prisoner.
Egi. I knew the truth.
Abd. Now, Tarik, hear and judge.
Was he not in thy camp? and in disguise?
Tar. No: I will answer thee.
Muza. Audacious man!
Had not the Kalif Walid placed thee here,
Chains and a traitor’s death should be thy doom.
Speak, Abdalazis! Egilona, speak.
Were ye not present? was not I myself?
And aided not this Julian his escape?
Jul. ’Tis true.
Tar. Away then friendship; to thy fate
I leave thee: thou hast rendered Muza just,
Me hostile to thee. Who is safe! a man
Armed with such power and with such perfidy!