_Cam._ Take me with you[162].-- Love born of duty; but advance no further. You are, sir, as I said, to do me service, To undertake a task, in which your faith, Judgment, discretion--in a word, your all That's good, must be engaged; nor must you study, In the execution, but what may make For the ends I aim at. _Ador._ They admit no rivals. _Cam._ You answer well. You have heard of Bertoldo's Captivity, and the king's neglect; the greatness Of his ransom; fifty thousand crowns, Adorni; Two parts of my estate! _Ador._ To what tends this? [_Aside._ _Cam._ Yet I so love the gentleman, for to you I will confess my weakness, that I purpose Now, when he is forsaken by the king, And his own hopes, to ransom him, and receive him Into my bosom, as my lawful husband-- Why change you colour? _Ador._ 'Tis in wonder of Your virtue, madam. _Cam._ You must, therefore, to Sienna for me, and pay to Gonzaga This ransom for his liberty; you shall have Bills of exchange along with you. Let him swear A solemn contract to me; for you must be My principal witness, if he should--but why Do I entertain these jealousies? You will do this? _Ador._ Faithfully, madam--but not live long after. [_Aside._ _Cam._ One thing I had forgot: besides his freedom, He may want accomodations; furnish him According to his birth. I'll instantly despatch you. [_Exit._ _Ador._ Was there ever Poor lover so employ'd against himself, To make way for his rival? I must do it, Nay, more, I will. If loyalty can find Recompense beyond hope or imagination, Let it fall on me in the other world, As a reward, for in this I dare not hope it. [_Exit._ FOOTNOTES: [160] _Abuse me_,] i. e. _practise on my credulity with a forged tale_; the word often occurs in this sense.--GIFFORD. [161] _Atheism._] Our old writers seem to have used such words as profaneness, blasphemy, _atheism_, &c. with a laxity which modern practice does not acknowledge. They applied them to any extraordinary violation of moral or natural decorum.--GIFFORD. [162] _Take me with you._] i. e. _hear me out_. The expression is common in our old writers.--GIFFORD. ACT IV. SCENE I. _The Siennese. A Camp before the Walls of Sienna._ _Enter_ GONZAGA _and_ PIERIO. _Gonz._ You have seized upon the citadel, and disarm'd All that could make resistance? _Pier._ Hunger had Done that, before we came; nor was the soldier Compell'd to seek for prey: the famish'd wretches, In hope of mercy, as a sacrifice offer'd All that was worth the taking. _Gonz._ Where is the duke of Urbin? _Pier._ Under guard, As you directed. _Gonz._ See the soldiers set In rank and file, and, as the duchess passes, Bid them vail their ensigns. _Loud music. Enter_ RODERIGO, JACOMO, _and_ AURELIA _under a Canopy_. ASTUTIO _presents her with letters_.