_Osorio (in a muttering voice)._ The cavern--aye--the cavern. He cannot fail to find it. [_To the_ Servant. 255 Where art going? You must deliver to this Ferdinand A letter. Stay till I have written it. [_Exit the_ Servant. _Osorio (alone)._ The tongue can't stir when the mouth is fill'd with mould. A little earth stops up most eloquent mouths, 260 And a square stone with a few pious texts Cut neatly on it, keeps the earth down tight. _Scene changes to the space before the castle._ _FRANCESCO and a_ Spy. _Francesco._ Yes! yes! I have the key of all their lives. If a man fears me, he is forced to love me. And if I can, and do not ruin him, 265 He is fast bound to serve and honour me! [_ALBERT enters from the castle, and is crossing the stage._ _Spy._ There--there--your Reverence! That is the sorcerer. [_FRANCESCO runs up and rudely catches hold of ALBERT. ALBERT dashes him to the earth. FRANCESCO and the_ Spy _make an uproar, and the servants rush from out the castle._ _Francesco._ Seize, seize and gag him! or the Church curses you! [_The servants seize and gag ALBERT._ _Enter VELEZ and OSORIO._ _Osorio (aside)._ This is most lucky! _Francesco (inarticulate with rage)._ See you this, Lord Velez? Good evidence have I of most foul sorcery, 270 And in the name of Holy Church command you To give me up the keys--the keys, my lord! Of that same dungeon-hole beneath your castle. This imp of hell--but we delay enquiry Till to Granada we have convoy'd him. 275 _Osorio (to the Servants)._ Why haste you not? Go, fly and dungeon him! Then bring the keys and give them to his Reverence. [_The_ Servants _hurry off ALBERT. OSORIO goes up to FRANCESCO, and pointing at ALBERT._ _Osorio (with a laugh)._ 'He that can bring the dead to life again.' _Francesco._ What? did _you_ hear it? _Osorio._ Yes, and plann'd this scheme To bring conviction on him. Ho! a wizard, 280 Thought I--but where's the proof! I plann'd this scheme. The scheme has answer'd--we have proof enough. _Francesco._ My lord, your pious policy astounds me. I trust my honest zeal---- _Osorio._ Nay, reverend father! It has but raised my veneration for you. 285 But 'twould be well to stop all intertalk Between my servants and this child of darkness. _Francesco._ My lord! with speed I'll go, make swift return, And humbly redeliver you the keys. [_Exit FRANCESCO._