Reginella. 'Tis Orsabrin:
They have kept their words.
Orsabrin. Reginella!
She was a woman, then. O, let me go!125
Gaoler. You do forget, sure, what you are.
Orsabrin. I do indeed: O, to unriddle now!
Stramador. And to this man you owe it, sir:
You find an engagement to him there;
And I must hope you'll make me just to him.130
Prince. He does deserve it; seize on him.
Tamoren. Nay, then, all truths must out.
That I am lost, and forfeit to the law,
I do confess; yet, since to save this prince
Prince. Prince!135
Orsabrin. Our Mephostophilus is mad.
Tamoren. Yes, Prince,
This is the Orsabrin.
Orsabrin. Ha!
Tamoren. So long ago supposed lost—your brother, sir.
Fetch in there Ardellan and Piramont.140
Enter Ardellan and Piramont
Nassurat. What mad planet rules this day!
Ardellan and Piramont!
Orsabrin. The devil's wanton,
And abuses all mankind to-day.
Tamoren. These faces are well known to all Francelians!
Now let them tell the rest.145
Piramont. My noble master living! found in Francelia!
Ardellan. The gods have satisfied our tedious hopes.
Philatel. Some imposture!
Orsabrin. A new design of Fortune:
I dare not trust it.
Tamoren. Why speak you not?
Piramont. I am so full of joy, it will not out.150
Know, ye Francelians,
When Sanborne, fatal field, was fought,
So desperate were the hopes of Orsabrin,
That 'twas thought fit to send away this prince,
And give him safety in another clime;155
That, spite of an ill day, an Orsabrin
Might be preserv'd alive. Thus you all know.
To Garradan's chief charge he was committed;
