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(To Rud, furiously.) Fiend, villain, murderer! Produce her instantly.

Dead or alive, produce thy hapless charge.

Rud. Restrain your rage, my Lord; I would right gladly
Obey you, were it possible: the place,
And the mysterious means of her retreat,
Are both to me unknown.

Hugh.Thou liest! thou liest!

Glot. (coming forward.) Thou liest, beast, villain, traitor! think'st thou still

To fool us thus? Thou shalt be forced to speak.

(To Hugh.) Why lose we time in words when other means
Will quickly work? Straight to those pillars bind him,
And let each sturdy varlet of your train
Inflict correction on him.

Maur. Aye, this alone will move him.

Hugh. Thou say'st well:
By heaven it shall be done!

Rud. And will Count Hughobert degrade in me
The blood of Aldenberg to shame himself?

Hugh. That plea avails thee not; thy spurious birth
Gives us full warrant, as thy conduct varies,
To reckon thee or noble or debased.
(To Att.) Straight bind the traitor to the place of shame.

(As they are struggling to bind Rud. he gets one of his hands free, and, pulling out a