May Heaven
declare eternal war against me; may its thunder strike me dead at your
feet; or, what would be even worse than death, may your wrath be poured
upon me, if ever my love descends to such weakness as to fail in the
promise I have given, if ever any jealous transport of my soul...!
SCENE IV.--DONNA ELVIRA, DON GARCIA, DON ALVAREZ, ELIZA, A PAGE
_presenting a letter to Donna Elvira_.
ELV. I was very anxious about this letter, I am very much obliged to
you; let the messenger wait.
SCENE V.--DONNA ELVIRA, DON GARCIA, DON ALVAREZ, ELIZA.
ELV. (_Low and aside_). I see already by his looks that this letter
disturbs him. What a wonderfully jealous temper he has! (_Aloud_). What
stops you, Prince, in the midst of your oath.
GARC. I thought you might have some secret together; I was unwilling to
interrupt you.
ELV. It seems to me that you reply in a much altered voice; I see all of
a sudden a certain wildness in your looks; this abrupt change surprises
me. What can be the cause of it? May I know?
GARC. A sudden sickness at heart.
ELV. Such illnesses have often more serious consequences than one
believes; some immediate remedy would be necessary; but, tell me, have
you often such attacks?
GARC.
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