Iskander and
Hunniades stood upon their guard, but soon perceived they were Greeks.
Their leader, seeing a group near the fountain, advanced to make
inquiries respecting the object of his search, but when he indeed
recognised the persons who formed the group, the torch fell from his
grasp, and he turned away his head and hid his face in his hands.
Iduna clung to her father; Iskander stood with his eyes fixed upon the
ground, but Hunniades, stern and terrible, disembarrassing himself of
the grasp of his daughter, advanced and laid his hand upon the
stranger.
"Young man," said the noble father, "were it contrition instead of
shame that inspired this attitude, it might be better. I have often
warned you of the fatal consequences of a reckless indulgence of the
passions. More than once I have predicted to you, that however great
might be your confidence in your ingenuity and your resources, the hour
would arrive when such a career would place you in a position as
despicable as it was shameful. That hour has arrived, and that
position is now filled by the Prince of Athens.
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