Don Felix. 'Tis now too late. He is in my power; and a dagger can soon rid thee of a cruel husband, me of a hated rival. Nina. God have pity on me now. Don Felix, let me plead once more. Set Adrian free, and I will take his place in yon dark cell and welcome there the dagger that shall set me free. Don Felix. And wilt _thou_ wear the chains? Wilt enter that lone cell and perish there? Canst thou do this? Nina. Ay, gladly will I suffer pain, captivity, and death, for thee, Adrian, for thee. Don Felix. Then woman's love is stronger than man's hate, and I envy him you would die for, Nina. Nina. Ah, love alone can make home blest, and here it dwells not. I can free him from his fetters and his hated wife. Tell him I loved him to the last, and blessed him ere I died. Lead on, my lord, I am ready. Don Felix [_aside_]. I thought I had steeled my heart with hatred and revenge; but oh, they pass away before such holy love as this. Would I could win her to myself, for she would lead me on to virtue and to happiness. Yet one more trial and she may be mine at last. [_Tableaux._ CURTAIN. SCENE SIXTH. [_Street near_ Adrian's _palace_. _Enter_ Adrian.] Adrian. 'Tis all discovered, my mysterious captivity and my release. Don Felix, whom I trusted, wove the dark plot and sought by false words to win Nina from me. He has dared to love her; and he shall dearly pay for his presumption. He knows not that I watched above her in disguise; and now while I was in captivity he hath taken her from her home. Let him beware. If aught of harm hath come to her, woe betide him who hath caused one tear to fall, or one sad fear to trouble her. I must seek and save her. No peril will be too great to win her back to this heart that longs so fondly for her now. [_Exit_ Adrian. CURTAIN. SCENE SEVENTH. [_A cell in the palace of_ Don Felix. Nina _chained_.]