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De Mon. Ha! some one enters. Wherefore com'st thou here?

Man. Count Freberg waits your leisure.

De Mon, (Angrily.) Be gone, be gone.—I cannot see him now.[ Manuel.

Jane. Come to my closet; free from all intrusion, I'll school thee there; and thou again shalt be My willing pupil, and my gen'rous friend; The noble Monfort I have lov'd so long, And must not, will not lose.

De Mon. Do as thou wilt; I will not grieve thee more. [

Count ''House. Enter the followed by the  and speaking as she enters.''

Lady. Take this and this. (Giving two packets.) And tell my gentle friend, I hope to see her ere the day be done.

Page. Is there no message for the Lady Jane?

Lady. No, foolish boy, that would too far extend Your morning's route, and keep you absent long.

Page. O no, dear Madam! I'll the swifter run. The summer's light'ning moves not as I'll move, If you will send me to the Lady Jane.

Lady. No, not so slow, I ween. The summer's light'ning!