Enter ARNFeld. ARNFELD. Still here, and uncompanioned! I perceive Some thought disturbs you. HEINRICH. Not so far beneath The surface, but your tongue may safely launch Its lightest word upon me. ARNFELD. I had rather It sank to your heart's deep than idly floated. HEINRICH. Have you fresh tidings, then? ARNFELD. Nay, all is told. We are ready for worse crops of dragon-teeth Than yon rough soil can ripen ; but one doubt I have that craves your counsel. HEINRICH. What is that? ARNFELD. Whether 'tis safe to keep this treason locked At least to the Princess. HEINRICH. Divulge it not. Let her first learn this peril was to pass When past and over. ARNFELD. There the lover spoke, And not the statesman. Nay, sir, pardon me; We are all lovers here of the Princess, With your good leave; so let not that affront you. How if we fail through sheer self-confidence? Unwarned, what hinders that they tempt not death Outside the circuit of our sentinels, While we lie ambushed idly? HEINRICH. Nay, the thieves Have set their trap, and will abide their time, Nor for one victim risk the main revenge. Assume some danger, we may well forestall it. The Duke and Duchess seldom stir abroad; And, for their gracious daughter, if she stray Beyond our safeguard, as the time draws near, We must contrive some charm to lure her back. ARNFELD. Well, be it so. HEINRICH. It is the smaller peril ; Else love, more strong than prudence in her heart, ARNFELD. Be it your charge, then, from to-morrow's dawn I will attend upon their Highnesses. Now, if your leisure serve, we will together Draw from the range of o'er-observant eyes, HEINRICH (moving off with Arnfeld). Gladly; let us go. Nine days from hence, he said? And you are sure The spy spake truth? ARNFELD. Nine days, and I am sure. [Exeunt. Enter HELENE, CLARISSA, and CORCILIUS. HELENE (to CORCILIUS). Doubtless, but all this he has risked for me— CORCILIUS. Madam, 'tis true. HELENE. True! Then I most in all the world, methinks, Were graceless to upbraid him. CORCILIUS. You alone In all the world can win him back to honour. HELENE. Tush, sir! I have no gift to plead with men Upon assumed devotion to myself. Hear what I have to say. We three ride hence With your aid I mean to win this dukedom back again. At sight of you he will disgorge his lie You have friends, you say. Summon them; raise the city; let them know Their wives and sisters with what arms are ours— CORCILIUS. Brave lady, I am with you. CLARISSA. And I too. |