_Ph._ Oh! ’tis true ... 920 Reproach me not, Constance: my evil life I have quite renounced. I used it but to learn The wisdom of that other. I come back From folly and idleness and evil days. Whate’er hath been, Constance, I have not left thee: There hath been nothing near thee, nothing like thee, Nothing but thee: and I return to find thee More beautiful than ever ... _Con._ Pray you, sir, Remember. _Ph._ Let me speak. _Con._ When thou didst ask to speak, I looked for that one word, which thou in honour Wert, to amend thy silence, bound to speak. 931 ’Twas in thy power to salve thy breach of faith With full and free renouncement. Thine earlier ill I had then forgiven: for if thou art not changed, Philip, I am: then I was ignorant— Maybe we both were—both mistook; but thou Didst add an injury, and to-day thou addest Another worse. Knowing me now betrothed, How canst thou offer to renew thy love? _Ph._ O, Constance, Manuel doth not, cannot, love thee 940 As I. _Con._ I pray he doth not. _Ph._ Hear me, Constance! _Con._ Nay, sir; no more. [_Exit._ _Ph._ My passion hath aroused Passion in her; and that must work for me. Is it likely such a temper would sit down And eat cold fare at Manuel’s feast of reason? She will be mine. Ay, tho’ she said betrothed— Once ’twas to me. So now to see her father; He’s but a market where I rule with ease. The papers! By heav’n, I had left them lying! [_Stoops._ Ha! Blood! blood upon the floor! I have knelt in blood— Here were an omen, were I superstitious.— 951 And scarcely dry. This city hath fallen accurst. There is nothing spoke of ... Ah! but what if this Should be the track they seek? Palicio Took shelter here! Impossible. Even Blasco Thought not so ill of Manuel. Yet the other Under the wall, and this within the house ... They tally. Peace! I will go search the garden. [_Exit._ SCENE · 5 _Room in Manuel’s house. PALICIO as before (sitting)._ _PALICIO._