De Mon. (Becoming all at once calm, and turning sternly to Manuel.) And how dar'st thou to think it would displease me?
What is't to me who leaves or enters Amberg?
But it displeases me, yea ev'n to frenzy,
That every idle fool must hither come
To break my leisure with the paltry tidings
Of all the cursed things he stares upon.
Servant attempts to speak—De Monfort stamps with his foot.)
And speak of it no more.[Exit Servant.
De Mon. And go thou too; I choose to be alone.
[Exit Manuel.
(De Monfort goes to the door by which they went out; opens it, and looks.)
(Goes to the opposite door, opens it, and looks: then gives loose to all the fury of gesture, and walks up and down in great agitation.)
It is too much: by heaven it is too much!
He haunts me—stings me—like a devil haunts—
He'll make a raving maniack of me—Villain!
The air wherein thou draw'st thy fulsome breath
Is poison to me—Oceans shall divide! (Pauses.)
But no; thou think'st I fear thee, cursed reptile!
And hast a pleasure in the damned thought.
Though my heart's blood should curdle at thy sight,
I'll stay and face thee still.
(Knocking at the chamber door.)
Ha! Who knocks there?
