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SCENE, A Chamber in the Cittadel.
Enter Ambiomer and Briomer.
Brio.
You know, my Lord, 'twas always my Opinion,
That Agilmond was Innocent; and once
I hinted to you, my suspitions tended
Another way; they're now so much confirm'd,
I dare impart them to you.—
Amb.
—Good my Lord,
Inform me quickly, that my Rage may find
A lawful Object, and my Breast be quieted
With Hopes of just Revenge for my wrong'd Sister.
Brio.
As it appear'd unlikely, that the Prince
Should snatch by force what the succeeding night
Had giv'n him freely; so it seem'd to me
Most probable, that some despairing Lover,
Cut off from all his Hopes, should force the Joy,
Which otherwise he was to lose for ever:
This made me doubt the General; with whose love
To fair Eurione I'm well acquainted,
And had it from himself.—
Amb.
—His love to her
The Queen inform'd me of; but that alone
Seems much too weak a ground to judge him Guilty.
Brio.
I grant, my Lord, it is; and therefore this
Did but awake my Doubts: What shock'd me more,
Was that I learn'd he had not been at home
During that dismal Night.—
Amb.
—I must confess
Such an unusual absence look'd suspicious.
Brio.
But that which most confirms me that he was
The Ravisher, is the Confusion visible
In him and his upon the late Discovery
Of Agilmond's true Sex; for I my Eyes
Did rivet to their Faces, and observ'd
More than Surprise, Vexation, Grief, and Care,
With frequent Whispers, and such cloudy Looks
As Guilty Men can never well put off.
Amb.
Continue, my dear Briomer, to make
Your Observations still.
But I will yet be calm, and when our Doubts
Are grown up into Certainties, fall on him
With unresisted Fury.—Is the Princess
Enter Albimer.
Yet ready to depart?—
Albi.
—My Lord, she is;