I've been by such too oft deceiv'd already:
But if such violent enmity exists
Between De Monfort and this Rezenvelt,
He'll prove my advocate by opposition.
For, if De Monfort would reject my suit,
Being the man whom Rezenvelt esteems,
Being the man he hates, a cord as strong,
Will he not favour me? I'll think of this.
[Exit.
SCENE III.
A lower Apartment in Jerome's House, with a wide folding glass door, looking into a garden, where the trees and shrubs are brown and leafless. Enter De Monfort with his arms crossed, with a thoughtful frowning aspect, and paces slowly across the stage, Jerome following behind him with a timid step, De Monfort hearing him, turns suddenly about.
De Mon. (Angrily.) Who follows me to this sequester'd room?
Jer. I have presum'd, my lord. 'Tis somewhat late:
I am inform'd you eat at home to-night;
Here is a list of all the dainty fare
My busy search has found; please to peruse it.
De Mon. Leave me: begone! Put hemlock in thy soup,
Or deadly night-shade, or rank hellebore,
And I will mess upon it.
