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(Seeing Cath. go towards the sand-glass.)

The midnight watch is past.

Or. Ha! let me see.

Cath. There's not one sand to run.

Or. But it is barely past.

Cath. 'Tis more than past. For I did set it later than the hour, To be assur'dly sure.

Or. Then it is gone indeed. O heaven be praised! The fearful gloom gone by! In truth, already I feel as if I breath'd the morning air: I'm marvellously lighten'd.

Cath.Ne'ertheless, Thou art forspent: I'll run to my apartment, And fetch some cordial drops that will revive thee.

Or. Thou need'st not go; I've ta'en thy drops already: I'm bold and buoyant grown. (Bounding lightly from the floor.)

Cath. I'll soon return: Thou art not fearful now?

Or.No; I breathe lightly; Valour within me grows most powerfully, Would'st thou but stay to see it, gentle Cathrine.