•C. III.] TUB TIMPtAM IX CYlhT». Will send to Hell thy devilish embassy And thee! What, Hcribert! Haut thou then sunk So low that tin* accurst, thin shamclcaa priest Dare couio to tine with meaaagea like thcao ? CIIAI-I.AI.\. Yit thou dost hato the Master? PIIIOR. Abject worm ' Hato hint I do, more bitterly than Hell, Hit am not by my hatred made a villain. Theso overtures are mado mo by tho man Whom James do Molay lifted from the mire, And made for him tho road to fortuno free ! Hi 1 'tis tho first time that I do not grudgo Tho Master's mantle to thee, James do Molay, Since snakes liko tbeso are warmed in it for thee 1 ClMI'LAIX. Do but consider— Pitioit. Speak, accursed slavo ! Wherefore would'st thou betray thy Lord and Master ? Ho's been as father to thee—that I know. Wherefore bctray'st thou him ? CIIAILAIX. Tho Lord hath said, " Thou shalt obey thy God rather than men ! " Tis truo that Molay has in temporal things Dealt with mo liberally, with sundry gifts, Hut I am subject to the Church ; if sho Demand his blood, I, faithful, with one hand Bless him, and with the other immolate. PaiOK (•«•*•», ritlwut henling the ClIAPLAIx's last speech, has bfn standing lost in thought, after a j»iuse). Grnvo is tho situation ; yet I must,— Kovenge must yield to honour's high demands, 1 must disclose this treachery to the Order.