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 'Twas treachery, I tell thee! I was led, Blindly toward a new offence; in time I saw the snare. Cromwell. What snare? Carr. {{hidden text|I saw the snare.} What snare?}} Come sit thee down. Thy life's to me more sacred at this hour Than is the hog's flesh to the hungry hind, Or Jonah's bones to the gigantic fish That saved him from the waves in his huge maw. [ sits down, with a curious and suspicious glance at. Cromwell [aside.]With patience I must let him say his say, Carr.Listen: thy life is menaced by a plot, And thou dost comprehend—I make no doubt— That, if nought else were threatened, I would not Waste words and steps to give thee warning on't. Rather thou'lt do me justice to believe That it would be my glory and my pride To lend the saints my aid therein. But now The question is to rescue Israel. I save thee, by the way; so much the worse! Cromwell.This plot, does it in very truth exist? And know you where they meet? Carr. I came from thence. Cromwell.Is't so? Who from the Tower set you free? Carr.Tremble! 'Twas Barkstead! Cromwell. Barkstead false to me! But he was one who signed the King's death-sentence. Carr. The hope of pardon 'twas that conquered him. Cromwell.Their purpose, then, is Stuart to restore? Carr.List yet again. When at the meeting-place At daybreak I arrived, it was my hope That first, and above all, it was designed