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Cal. He seems in years, but his habit, as well as
Don Cæsar. Then he'll fight.--My arms!
Spado. Oh, he'll fight-get my arms; no, my legs will do for me.
[Aside. Sang. Come, my carbine-quick!
Don Cæsar. To the attack of one man-paltry! Only you, Calvette, Sanguino, Rapino, and Spado, go; the rest prepare for our general excursion.
Spado. Captain, don't send me; indeed I'm too
Don Cæsar. Come, come, leave buffoonery, and to your duty.
Calvette and RAPINO ascend; the rest go
Enter Don ALPHONSO. Don Alph. I find myself somewhat refreshed by mý slumber; at such a time to fall into the hands of . these ruffians, how unlucky! I'm pent up here; my rival Fernando, once my friend, reaches Don Scipio's castle, weds my charming Victoria, and I lose her for ever; but if I could secure an interview, love should plead my cause.
AIR III.-DON ALPHONSO.
Fearless of the roaring wind ;
Throbs to leave his love behind.
To dread of foreign foes a stranger,
Though the youth can dauntless roam,
SPADO returns down the Stairs. Spado. [Aside.) Now for some talk with our prisoner here-Stay, are they all out of ear-shot? How the
poor bird sings in its cage! I know more of his affairs than he thinks of, by overhearing his conversation at the inn at Lorca.
Don Alph. How shall I escape from these rascals ? On, here is one of the gentlemen. Pray, sir, may
I take the liberty
Spado. No liberty for you.—Yet upon certain conditions, indeed-give me your hand.
Don Alph. (Aside.] Impudent seoundrel!
Spado. Signor, I wish to serve you-and serve you I will; but I must know the channel, before I make for the coast; therefore, to examine you with the pious severity of an holy inquisitor, who the devil are you?
Don Alph. A pious adjuration truly !--[Aside.)Sir, my name is Alphonso, and I am son of a banker at Madrid.
Spado. Banker! Oh! I thought he sung like a young goldfinch.
Don Alph. Perhaps, by trusting this fellow, I may make my escape.
[Aside. Spado. I'll convince him I know his secrets, and then I hold his purse-strings.
[Aside. Don Alph. You won't betray me? Spado. Honour among thieves.
Don Alph. Then you must know, when your gang attacked me yesterday evening
Spado. You were posting full gallop to Don Sci. pio's castle, on the confines of the forest here.
Don Alph. Hey! then perhaps you know my pas. sion form
Spado. Donna Victoria, his daughter.
Spado. To your friend Don Fernando de Zelva, who is now on his journey to the castle, and, to the destruction of your hopes, weds the lady on his arrival.
Don Alph. True, while I am pent up in this cursed cavern; but how you got my story, I
Spado. No matter! I could let you out of this cursed cavern.
Don Alph. And will you?
Spado. Ah, our trap-door above requires a golden key.
Don Alph. Your comrades have not left me a piastre.
Spado. Will you give me an order on your father's bank for fifty pieces, and I'll let you out?
Don Alph. You shall have it.
Enter Don CÆSAR, behind.
Spado. Zounds, the captain Ramirez! [Aside.] Aye, you dog, I'll secure you from an escape! Do you think I'd set you at liberty without the captain's orders ? Betray my trust for a bribe! What the devil do you take me for? [In a seeming rage.] Oh, captain, I didn't see you.
Don Cæsar. What's the matter ? Spado. Nothing, only our prisoner here was mistaken in his man- that's all. Let you escape, indeed.
Don Alph. Here's a rascal !
Spudo. Rascal! D’ye hear him? He has been abusing me this half hour, because I would not convey him out without your knowledge. Oh, what of.
fers he did make me! but my integrity is proof against Gallions, Escurials, Perus, and Mexicos.
Don Cæsar. Begone instantly to your comrades. [SPADO ascends.] Signor, no occasion to tamper with my companions; you shall owe your liberty to none but me. I'll convey you to the cottage of the vines, belonging to the peasant Philippo, not far from Don Scipio's castle ; there you may rest in safety to-night, and
Don Alph. Ah, captain ! no rest for me.
Don Cæsar. Look ye, signor, I am a ruffian, perhaps worse, but venture to trust me.--A picklock may be used to get to a treasure-don't wish to know more of me than I now chuse to tell you; but, if your mistress loves you as well as you seem to love her, to-morrow night she's yours.
Don Alph. My good friend!
Don Cæsar. Now for Philippo—I don't suppose you wish to see any of our work above-ha! ha!
ha! -Well, well, I was once a lover, but now
AIR IV.DON CÆSAR.
On by the spur of valour gouded,
While each spark,
Through the dark
Who a fear or doubt can feel?
Calveite to the onset leads us,
Let the wand'ring trav'ler dread us!
Thunder to our carbines roaring,
Each a free and roving blade,
To the onset let's away,
A stormy Night.
Enter Don FERNANDO. Don Fer. Pedrillo ! [Calling. ] What a dreadful night, and horrid place to be benighted ! Pedrillo! I fear I've lost my servant; but, by the pace I rode since I left Ecceija, Don Scipio's castle can't be very far distant: this was to have been my wedding night, if I arrived there. Pedrillo ! Pedrillo! (Calling
Ped. [Within.] Sir!
Enter PEDRILLO, groping his way.
Don Fer. No, indeed, Pedrillo ! (Lightning.
Ped. You saw me then, sir. [Thunder.] Ah, this must frighten the mules, they'll break their bridles ; I tied the poor beasts to a tree.