Duke. Saw'st thou the fray, fair lady?
Julia. From yonder holy porch, the fray
Was seen of all Verona. This gentleman
Did almost sue for peace;
Otavio, proud and haughty as Castelvin's son
Should ever be, did seek a cause, alas!
For quarrel with this Montes youth— [Falls on Celia's neck.
Oh, heaven! then my witness is in truth—
I nothing saw through blinding tears.
Duke. What says the damsel
Who with the Lady Julia comes?
Celia. Otavio, sir, since yestermorn did seek
Some cause of quarrel: for, added to his hate,
Some touch of jealousy there dawn'd of late.
Otavio call'd our kinsmen to his side,
Unsheathing then his sword, he raised
The point to this young Montes' heart.
Oh, Duke! oh, lady! I can scarcely speak,
And nothing more I know.
Captain. Those present near the church,
Both friends and foes, do all agree in this.
Julia. No witness then thou hast,
Against Roselo Montes, Duke?
Duke. None. Good captain, what for prudence' sake
Should now mark best our course?
Captain. From out Verona he must banish'd be,
For if he stay a tumult will arise,
And in your streets great danger be
For person and authority.
The Lady Julia is the dead man's kin,
But doth confirm Roselo Montes guiltless
