Prepare for sad surprises
My love Aline despises!
No thought of sorrow shames her
Another lover claims her!
Be his, false girl, for better or for worse
But, ere you leave me, may a lover's curse
DR. D. (coming forward)
Hold! Be just. This poor child
drank the philtre at your instance.
She hurried off to meet you--but,
most unhappily, she met me instead.
As you had administered the potion to both of us,
the result was inevitable.
But fear nothing from me
I will be no man's rival.
I shall quit the country at once
and bury my sorrow in the congenial gloom
ofa Colonial Bishopric.
My excellent old friend!
(Taking his hand--then turning to Mr. Wells, who has entered with Lady Sangazure.)
Oh, Mr. Wells, what, what is to be done?
I do not know--and yet--there is one means by which
this spell may be removed.
Name it--oh, name it!
Or you or I must yield up his life to Ahrimanes.
I would rather it were you.
I should have no hesitation in sacrificing
my own life to spare yours,
but we take stock next
week, and it would not be fair on the Co.
ALEXIS True. Well, I am ready!
No, no--Alexis--it must not be!
Mr. Wells, if he must die that all may be restored
to their old loves, what is to become of me?
I should be left out in the cold, with no love to be restored to!
True--I did not think of that.
(To the others) My friends, I appeal to you,
and I will leave the decision in your hands.