deem
She bears some charmed life. You know that fays
Are found in lonely places.

IV:4:14 ALAR.
In thy garden!
Indeed 'tis strange! The Virgin guard thee, love.
I am right glad I'm here. Alone to tend her,
'Tis scarcely wise.

IV:4:15 SOL.
I think when she recovers,
She'll wave her wings and fly.

IV:4:16 ALAR.
Nay, for one glance!
In truth you paint her bright.

IV:4:17 SOL.
E'en now she sleeps.
Tread lightly, love; I'll lead you.

[SOLISA cautiously leads ALARCOS to the couch;
as they approach it, the COUNTESS opens her eyes and shrieks.]

IV:4:18 COUN.
Ah! 'tis true,
Alarcos
[relapses into a swoon.]

IV:4:19 ALAR.
Florimonde!

IV:4:20 SOL.
Who is this lady?

IV:4:21 ALAR.
It is my wife.

IV:4:22 SOL.

[flings away his arms and rushes forward.]

--Not mad!
Virgin and Saints be merciful; not mad!
O spare my brain one moment; 'tis his wife.
I'm lost: she is too fair. The secret's out
Of sick delays. He's feigned; he has but feigned.

[Rushing to Alarcos.]

Is that thy wife? and I? and what am I?
A trifled toy, a humoured instrument?
To guide with glozing words, vilely cajole
With petty perjuries? Is that thy wife?
Thou said'st she was not fair, thou did'st not love her:
Thou lied'st. O, anguish, anguish!

IV:4:23 ALAR.
By the cross,
My soul is pure to thee. I'm wildered quite.
How came she here

IV:4:24 SOL.
As she shall ne'er return.
Now, Count Alarcos, by the cross thou swearest
Thy faith is true to me.

IV:4:25 ALAR.
Ay, by the cross,

IV:4:26 SOL.
Give me thy dagger.

IV:4:27 ALAR.
Not that hand or mine.

IV:4:28 SOL.
Is this