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Oh he is innocent! Have pity on us! Turn not away from me, noble Henriquez. (Catching hold of him eagerly.) Heaven knows that he is innocent,

Then, pray thee, be at peace; Heaven will protect him.

Frown not; my wretchedness has made me bold.

Away, away! I do not frown on thee. Thou art the baleful cause of all this misery, And yet I blame thee not. Away, and leave us.

Retire, dear Mencia; to thy chamber go; It is not fit that thou should'st tarry here. Unhappy youth; thou hast to thine accusers Thine innocence asserted with the earnest And simple manliness of truth; yet truth, Supported only by the word of him Who is accused, will nought avail. How is it? If there be any circumstance that may