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Support or prove thy words, I do entreat thee To tell me freely, and I will, with speed, Use every means that may unfold it fully To aid thy exculpation. (Pauses.) Is there none? Bethink thee well: how slight soever it be, It may to others lead of more import.

Thanks, generous man!

Nay, nay! What is thine answer?

Alas! four days within that fatal wood I have been hid; unseen of every one But Mencia, and those hinds who did pursue me. What circumstance can then avail me? No; Heaven, in its justice, will unfold the truth; In this I put my trust; proofs I have none.

Take the deliv'rance, then, which Heaven has sent thee. Fly, save thy life. (Offering a purse.) This will procure the means, When thou hast clear'd the precincts of the forest. All now is still, and favours thy escape.

My Lord, like one stunn'd with astonishment,