age._)

_Eug._ (_frantic_) Inhuman Longueville!--forbear! forbear!

[While _Florian_ encounters _Longueville_, _Sanguine_ suddenly
darts upon _Eugenia_, who is too enfeebled to resist; by the
action of a moment he transports her from her protector's side to
the Baron's. Florian's position is next to the audience, so that
Longueville's sword now equally intercepts him from _Eugenia_ and
from the river.]

_Long._ (_Perceiving his advantage_) Away!--drag--her to the boat--be
mine the task to curb her champion's valor.

_Flor._ Hold! dastard--unless thou art dead to every sense of
manhood--hold!

_Long._ Boy! I triumph, and deride thy baffled spleen.

[_Sanguine_ lifts _Eugenia_ into the boat, and the masque receives
her.]

_Eug._ (_from the boat_) Great nature! speed my dying words! --Thou
dear-lov'd youth! thy mother blesses thee--long-lost--late-found--
behold! she struggles _now_ to bless her child--and _now_ she dies
content!

_Flor._ Eternal Providence! what words were those? --Longueville!
--Barbarian! --Fiend!

[He rushes madly upon the _Baron_, who parries the assault; then
in an agony casts himself before his feet.]

Oh! if thou art human, hold! --I kneel--I fall thy slave--spurn
me--trample on my neck--take my life--but O! respect and spare my
parent!

_Sang._ (_from the boat_) Decide, my lord; the crowd approach, already
they o'erlook the bank.

_Long._ 'Twere vain to pause--I founder upon either course--nay then,
revenge shall brighten ruin; swift! plunge your poniards in Eugenia's
bosom! let me behold my victim perish, and then commit me to my fate!

_Flor._ (_starting up in desperation_) Monster!

_Long._ They come--obey me, slaves!

[_Sanguine_ draws _Eugenia_ back, and the _Masque_ lifts a dagger
over her.]

_Sang._ We are prepared.

_Long._ Now.

_Sang._ Comrade! strike!

_Masque._ Ay! to the heart!

[The _Masque_ rapidly darts his arm across Eugenia's figure and
plunges the dagger into _Sanguine_, who reels beneath the blow and
falls into the stream.

(_triumphantly_) Eugenia is preserved!

[With one arm he supports the lady, and with the other snatches
away the masque and discovers the features of _Bertrand_.

_Long._ Bertrand--perfidious slave! eternal palsies strike thy arm!

[_Gaspard_, _Monica_, _Domestics_, &c. with torches, enter at the
moment and surround the baron, whose surprise bereaves