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Is Alice well? I heard a busy noise. How art thou, sister?

I have had a swoon, But am recover'd from it. Go to rest. (Aside to and .) Say nothing of the vision. O, be silent!

Is he so much concern'd? No, no, he is not: He does not,—cannot feel what tortures me.

Dost thou avoid me, Malcolm? Dost thou think That kindness to my sister can offend me?

I've other thoughts, which do no wrong to thee. And owe thee no account.[Exit.

For your kind care of Alice. Rest, I hope, Will perfectly restore her. The fatigue Of her long journey, and the evening pastime Has been too much for one so delicate. (To .) Undress and go to bed, poor harass'd creature! I trust to-morrow thou wilt wake refresh'd.