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Don GOMEZ. I tell you, I'm innocent ! 'tis all a trick; and I'll go seize the Marquis, and drag him to the scaffold!
NAVARRO. Well! that may make amends.-Come, follow guards.
Don GOMEZ. Ay, follow guards ! and for yon fainting Jezabel! oh! woman! woman! abandon’d, treacherous, damned, woman ! Exit Don Gomez, Navarro, and Soldiers.
Rosa. Oh! Governor! Governor! silly, credulous coquetting Governor ! but I mustn't be idle ! no ; when all's quiet, l'll go watch and rally round the castle, and in the mean time I'll amuse myself with my castanets, for come what will, I'll not despond.
Oh ! we merry little Spanish Girls
Are ever free from woe ;
We rattle and prattle wherever we go.
Thro’ the valleys so bright,
From morning till night.
Our scorn we disclose,
We've a happy knack,
Should my lover prove a cruel swain,
I'd never fume or fret,
But titter, and chatter, and flirt, and coquette ; For if sorrow once should wrinkle this beautiful
face, My skipping and tripping are quite out of
Then his pity shews ;
" C'est toute autre chose,”
SCENE,-- An apartment in the castle. Enter BLÁBBO in great haste, with the Fire-ladder.
BLABRO, (fanning himself.) Pshaw !--If the Castle were really in flames, I conld'nt be hotter, for the Marquis is’nt to be found ; and by his cell door being wide open, I suspect he has been dragg'd forth and savagely murdered.-Oh that I could discover his assassins ! However, there are no secrets in another world, and gentlemen near the fire can't cool themselves as I do now. (Fanning) But this won't do-rouse Blabbo, rouse ! draw thy toledo, and prepare for
victory (Kneels) Look down, Oh God of War! and to ensure thy suppliant's success, descend from yon bright (Trap-door opens just before him.) I say de--scend ! Keeping his eye on the trap-door, and trembling. )-Oh ! dear ; 'tis somebody as--cen--ding.
ARABBO ascends the Trap-door, with a sabre in one hand and a dark-lanthorn in the other.
ARABBO, (seizing BlaBBO.) Peace ! or you die this instsnt !-Who are you?speak-confess—no secrets.
BLABBO. Thank ye, Sir, a thousand times !--for I could'nt keep a secret even to oblige such a genteel, handsome-devil as you are.
ARABBO. Devil !-Fool !-know, I am Arrabo, and if you are leagued with this vile Governor
Not I, Sir, I'm ju the minority—and when I came here to rescue the Marquis of Calatrava.
I stay-but 'tis in vain-my comrades will expect me- So, mark me well!
Beneath this chamber is a Cavern, filld with a chosen band of Pirates—and, on my stamping on the Floor, and sounding this (producing a Horn.) they are to ope the Trap, and welcome me with booty worth the danger-Then let the Marquis give my Signals
(offers the Horn.)
BLABBO. I understand, Sir ;-But when the Marquis gets below, mayn't the gentlemen make mince-meat of him?
No!—This Horn will prove that he's Arabbo's friend, and they will guide him to the coast.Farewell! remember what I've said : and, if you breathe one syllable to any but the Marquis, a Mine shall spring beneath your feet, and bury all in ruin !
Beware! beware !
“Lo ! the foe!
" Now below, " For desperate deeds prepare."
Only leave me,
And believe me,
I will take especial care.
Beware! beware !
Lo! the foe,
So ; a pleasant situation ; If I move my tongue, up I'm blown by a Mine! and if I move my feet, down I go, among cut-throats !--but doui't be afraid of my doing either, gentlemen; for, as to the farmer, I shall keep it even a secret from the Marquis, and for the latter-here I go, over your heads, as you would over mine, were you robbing me of my last Maravedi—lightly; lightly, as a feather ! (treading lightly, and going) hah! who's here? By St. Dominick! the Marquis! and--Oh! I could sing--dance-no, I mustn't, lest-yes, 1 - there's no trap here !
T'ol, de rol, lol. tol de rol, lol, &c. Enter the MARQUIS, MARCHIONESS and JULIO,
MARQUIS. My child ! My Leonora ! thus, thus again let me embrace you ; and you too, faithful follower ! Oh! joy quite o'ercomes me !
BLABBO. So it does me, my Lord ; I'm so full of extacy, F2