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BERTRAM.

Yes heart and soul, my Gen'ral. Would my zeal

Could now make some amends for what those hands
Against him have unwittingly committed.
O that the fellest pains had shrunk their nerves
Ere I had seiz'd upon him!

RAYNER.

Cease, good Bertram!

Cease to upbraid thyself. Thou didst thy duty
Like a brave man, and thou art in my mind
Not he who seiz'd, but he whose gen'rous pity
Did, in my fallen state, first shew me kindness.
(Bertram kisses his hand.)
Go go! they wait for thee.

BERTRAM.

They shall not wait. Would that we were return'd,

Bearing good tidings!

HARDIBRAND.

O fear it not, my heart says that we shall.

(Exeunt Elizabeth, Hardibrand and Bertram. Manent Rayner and Mardonio.)

MARDONIO.

Hope oft, my son, unbraces the girt mind,