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Scene IV.
[A narrow street ending in a cul de sac. Lurid sunset. The figure is seen striding slowly towards the cul de sac. Fernando suddenly appears pursuing, breathless, haggard and unkempt.]Fernando.
At last I have thee. Hence is no escape!
Here must thou turn at last, at last reveal thee.
Remove thy vizor or I tear it from thee!
[Drawing his sword.]
Here, if thou art a thing of flesh and blood,
Thou canst not still refuse me satisfaction,
On guard, sir! I'll not stab thee in the back.
The Figure.
[Slowly turning and removing his mask discloses the very features of Fernando himself.]
Fernando, art thou satisfied?
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[With a loud cry.]
Myself!
[He falls dead at the feet of the figure, which stands over him, beginning to fade as the curtain falls.]
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