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Page. Then, by my beard, I think he be alone! For as I slipp'd on tiptoe to the door, I heard him groan so deeply!

Gar. Thou heard'st him groan?

Page.Aye; deeply. I thought when he return'd, we should be merry: So starting up at the good tidings, quickly, All darkling as I was, I don'd my cloaths: But, by my beard! I'd go to bed again, Did I not long most curiously to know What will betide.

Gar. Speak softly, boy; thou, and thy beard to boot, Will badly fare if Ulrick should o'erhear thee. I know his angry voice: he is at hand.

Page. Where shall I go?—He will not tarry here: He will but pass to the adjoining hall. In this dark nook I'll hide me from his sight Lest he should chide me. (Retires behind the pillar.}

Gar.Is there room for me? He'll greet me too with little courtesy If I remain to front him. (Retires behind the pillar also.)

Ul. And still thou say'st, forbear!

Bast.Pass on, my Lord.

Ul. No, by the holy rood! I'll keep in sight