Part 318 (1/2)

I scarcely know! But may I keep this tablet?

MARQUIS.

Not so! I came to ask thee for thine own.

CARLOS.

My tablet! Why?

MARQUIS.

And whatsoever writings You have, unfit to meet a stranger's eye-- Letters or memorandums, and in short, Your whole portfolio.

CARLOS.

Why?

MARQUIS.

That we may be Prepared for accidents. Who can prevent Surprise? They'll never seek them in my keeping.

Here, give them to me----

CARLOS (uneasy).

Strange! What can it mean?

MARQUIS.

Be not alarmed! 'Tis nothing of importance A mere precaution to prevent surprise.

You need not be alarmed!

CARLOS (gives him the portfolio).

Be careful of it.

MARQUIS.

Be sure I will.

CARLOS (looks at him significantly).

I give thee much, Roderigo!

MARQUIS.

Not more than I have often had from thee.

The rest we'll talk of yonder. Now farewell.

[Going.

CARLOS (struggling with himself, then calls him back).

Give me my letters back; there's one amongst them The queen addressed to me at Alcala, When I was sick to death. Still next my heart I carry it; to take this letter from me Goes to my very soul. But leave me that, And take the rest.

[He takes it out, and returns the portfolio.

MARQUIS.