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He will not yet. I have been watching near his chamber door, And when I gently knocked, as you desired, He answered me with an impatient voice, Saying his head was drowsy, and lack'd rest.

I'll go myself.

Nay, Madam, do not yet. I guess that some cross humour has disturbed him; Sleep will compose it.

Humour, dost thou say! He ne'er was cross with me.[Exeunt.