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Jer. To whom, my Lord?

Ost. Both—all of them.

Urge him no more: his officers will themselves know what names he would have uttered. (Turning to Ost. with an altered voice.) Yes, noble Count; they shall be given as you desire with your farewell affection to all your brave followers.

Ost. I thank ye.

Jer. And this is all?

Ost. Nay, nay!

Ben. What is there besides?

Prior. (angrily.) There is too much of this: and some sudden rescue may prevent us.

Ben. Nay, reverend Father, there is no fear of this: you would not cut short the last words of a dying man?

Prior. And must I be guided by thy admonitions? beware; though Baldwin has not named thee, I know it is thou who art the traitor.

Ben. There is but one object at present to be thought of, and with your leave, reverend Father, I will not be detered from it. (to Ost. again in a voice of tenderness.) What is there besides, noble Osterloo, that you would wish us to do?

Ost. There is something.

Ben. What is it, my Lord?

Ost. I wot not.

Ben. Then let it rest.