And we, as sons and lawful deputies
Of his great surety, Fergus son of Roy,
Are answerable for him.
PURSUIVANT.
Yield him up.
BUINO.
We will not yield him. There I plant the spear
Of Fergus. Pass it, and I strike thee dead.
PURSUIVANT.
Buino, a message for thy private ear
BUINO.
Deliver it without. I follow thee.
DEIRDRE.
It is the confirmation of the grant
That bribes him to betray us.
ILLAN.
Oh, no, no !
If that were possible, I'd die of shame.
NAISI.
Await him : he'll return.
DEIRDRE.
Oh trustful breast,
Incapable of comprehending guile.
As is the goblet of true crystal stone
To hold the poisoned draught that shivers it.
Would I could bear thy heart-break, now at hand 1
AINLE.
He comes not back. Sir, shall we take our arms ?
NAISI.
What, Ulan, wouldst thou that we deem ourselves
Discharged the duty to rely on thee ?
ILLAN.
Not while I live, and these, my father's men,
Are here to make the pledge of Fergus good.
NAISI.
The move is with thee, Ardan. Play again.
