_Hu._ ’Tis this accursed rebellion hath done all: I have been too merciful. I tell thee, Philip, 2679 That was the cause of all, of Constance’s madness, Of Manuel’s death. By heaven, the sword shall fall. I will have blood for blood, and wail for wail. None of these villains whom I hold in prison Shall see the sunset. Send me Blasco hither. Call out the troops. _Ph._ Pray you remember, sire, Pardon to all is urged in the despatch. _Hu._ Send pardon to the devil. Oppose me not! I’ll teach these rebels I am master now. [_Cries heard without._ _Enter Manuel (as himself, with paper in hand) and Constance. Margaret, Lucia, and Rosso following._ Manuel! why, Manuel! _Ph._ O, Manuel, My friend, I am saved. _Con._ My father, 2690 Let me present to you my ghostly father; And at your will my loving living husband. _Hu._ Why, what! How’s this? Is’t thou? Is this a trick? _Man._ Ay: but a trick of fortune. Let my escape, Which makes you wonder, be explained hereafter. But now, since here I hold my title, sire, I’ll fill my place at once. Philip, I pray thee Go to the window, and make known to all These latest tidings. Send the people home. [_Philip goes to window._ Meanwhile, sir; if before thou hadst some warrant For anger shewn against me, now I ask 2701 Thy pardon; and for wrongs against me done Assure thee, that if freely thou make over Thy daughter for my wife, there is in my love Means for full reconcilement. May I say Constance is mine? _Hu._ I see that she is thine. _Man._ I pray thou never shalt regret this day. _Ph._ (_returning from window_). There is John Palicio, with half the town At their old cries. I can make nothing of him. _Man._ Bid him surrender as my prisoner. 2710 I will receive him here. _Hu._ Thou must not think He comes at asking thus. _Man._ He will obey. But I will shew myself. [_Goes to window._ _Hu._ How comes he out of prison? _MARGARET._