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What words? Does he suspect—No; what should he suspect? (Pausing and gazing on, who is silent.) Thy face looks pale and haggard. Did he name him?

Name whom?

No, no one. This bewildered brain Will run on things too wildly fanciful. I'll speak to him myself; he shall be satisfied. Search shall be made without delay. Go to him, And tell him I would see him privately.

He is not here.

What! not within the walls?

Mounted upon his master's swiftest steed, He left the castle short while since; ere this He must be near Zamora.

Why such haste?

I know not; 'tis, perhaps, to gain admission, Before the opening of his royal court, To the King's private ear.