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Valencia from the Moor^4[1].—I will not shame
The blood we draw from him!

(A Moorish Soldier enters).

SOLDIER.

Valencia's lord

Sends messengers, my chief.

ABDULLAH.

Conduct them hither.

[The Soldier goes out, and re-enters with Elmina,

disguised, and an Attendant.

CARLOS (springing forward to the Attendant).

Oh! take me hence, Diego; take me hence

With thee, that I may see my mother's face
At morning, when I wake. Here dark-brow'd men
Frown strangely, with their cruel eyes, upon us.
Take me with thee, for thou art good and kind,
And well I know, thou lov'st me, my Diego!

ABDULLAH.

Peace, boy!—What tidings, Christian, from thy lord?

Is he grown humbler, doth he set the lives
Of these fair nurslings at a city's worth?

ALPHONSO (rushing forward impatiently).

Say not, he doth!—Yet wherefore art thou here?