Young man!—young man!—thou dost not suspect how deeply this heart is interested in thy repose!—But the evening sun already glitters upon the golden cupola of the temple, and here below amid these trees, the night is fast approaching. I fear I shall find some difficulty in tracing out the meandering path through this wilderness. (As he is going, he almost runs against Diego.)

SCENE III.—Diego gropes his Way through the Bushes, and starts violently at meeting the High-Priest.

Diego

High-Priest

High-Priest. Whence come you?—and whither would you go?

Diego. Whithersoever chance may conduct a pedestrian.

High-Priest. Do you walk for pleasure in such unbeaten ways?

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Diego. (Pertly) Yes.

High-Priest. You may probably have mistaken your path?

Diego. So it should seem, since I find myself in your way.

High-Priest. Are you not Don Alonzo’s attendant?

Diego. You are not very wide of the truth.

High-Priest. If you be not well acquainted with this wood, you are in great danger of losing yourself. Accompany me, and I will conduct you in a short time into the right path.

Diego. (Assuming an angry tone) Who told you that I was in the wrong path?—Signor High-Priest, I would have you to know, that neither in Castile nor Arragon, neither in Grenada nor Murcia, no, nor in any other of the countries belonging to my king, by whatsoever name distinguished, has any mother’s son ever been known to excel Diego in valour and virtue.

High-Priest. (smiling) I readily believe it. And what gives the 

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